There was comfort, a hand returning to his hair. Whereas his attention had been at a pinpoint, the world now faded around him; he was anchored only by his Dom holding him and keeping him from falling adrift. When they stood, he wrapped one arm around the back of his Dom's neck out of a natural instinct to keep from losing his balance. Giving a contented sigh, he nuzzled as best he could while those pesky glasses were in the way. It didn't even occur to him that, with his hands free, he could remove them himself. They were just there, and there they would stay.
"Focus." Wasn't he already doing that? Air currents shifting around him, the motion of his Dom carrying him... somewhere. It didn't matter. Not when his Dom had him and he was so warm. "Focus," he repeated.
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"Focus." Wasn't he already doing that? Air currents shifting around him, the motion of his Dom carrying him... somewhere. It didn't matter. Not when his Dom had him and he was so warm. "Focus," he repeated.