It was Dane's turn to stare, blinking at Lucian. He didn't understand. He'd thought he'd figured it out, that this was just some awful joke. But Lucian, the false Lucian, wanted to KISS him again? After dropping that ridiculous detail? After LAUGHING at him for it? He didn't understand. Why would this stranger want that now of all times?
But again, he found it hard to breathe. Found it hard to think of anything but those lips against his. That body against his. He wanted to feel it all over again. But he hadn't been thinking the first time. He hadn't known that this wasn't his Lucian. Having another kiss, knowing he couldn't have any more after that...it would destroy him.
"Midnight's passed," he said, timidly. "I'm sure you've...got a life you gotta get back to, at least. Friends to say goodnight to. A warm bed to..." He scrubbed at the corner of his eye. "It'd be best if I just went on my way," he forced out, despite the lump in his throat. It's not what he wanted to say, but it was what he SHOULD say. The proper thing to say.
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But again, he found it hard to breathe. Found it hard to think of anything but those lips against his. That body against his. He wanted to feel it all over again. But he hadn't been thinking the first time. He hadn't known that this wasn't his Lucian. Having another kiss, knowing he couldn't have any more after that...it would destroy him.
"Midnight's passed," he said, timidly. "I'm sure you've...got a life you gotta get back to, at least. Friends to say goodnight to. A warm bed to..." He scrubbed at the corner of his eye. "It'd be best if I just went on my way," he forced out, despite the lump in his throat. It's not what he wanted to say, but it was what he SHOULD say. The proper thing to say.