Justin nodded as best he could and concentrated on his breathing, in and out, feeling Nathaniel brush his hair, nuzzle his ear. He had not imagined that standing amid the shattered ruins of a life would feel like this, like safety. Nathaniel was kissing his way along his jawline now, and as their mouths met and held, Nathaniel’s lips every bit as gloriously dictatorial and possessive as his hands, Justin gave up trying to make sense of any of it. “I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing, you know,” he said several minutes later, once they had broken for breath. “That makes two of us,”
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