Stay. A simple word with such a looming meaning, piecing together something from the broken shards of what two people has to order. Sometimes it soothed the edges but other times it cut with the razor sharpness. A constant sort of struggle of being with someone in a real way and opening up. Zelo knew better than to allow for such an intimacy because of the risk it produced but with Sage all such common sense went out the window and he only considered having more. He longed for it in a way, reaching out to clutch onto Sage and never let go again.

Groaning when Sage finally started to let go more, his hand drifted down to roll his balls between his fingertips. His other hand clutched tighter into the ground, bringing up dirt and grass in the process. It felt better somehow than usual, an intensity rolling between them for more and his heart practically sang with the truth for all to hear. He had fallen for a boy with moonlit eyes and swamp twinged smiles.

He sensed before Sage started to come and only urged him forward. Swallowing with a pleased rumbling groan, he slowly pulled off Sage's cock, hand working him through the aftershocks. When it might be too much, he stopped and curled up beside Sage, nuzzling into him. "Taste so good," he murmured, Sage's earlier words continuing to heat him up. The praise never failed to get to him and warm him in a different kind of way. "Under the stars." He propped his head on his hand to look down at Sage, leaning in to kiss him, all thoughts of his own desire forgotten for the moment to let the witch bask in boneless warmth.