[Darc feels dizzy. Irrational lust courses powerful and demanding through his whole body, leaving him wet and hard and pulsing already. It just feels so good to kiss like this, warm and velvety and soft. Shiro's hand feels so nice.

After a cursed lifetime of distancing himself from his human side, his body and heart have the audacity to be this excited.

He curls his fingers tightly against the back of Shiro's head. His hair is too short to even grip properly! Darc laughs??, and pants against Shiro's lips. He pushes Shiro down so he's flat on his back and Darc can climb on top of him.]