for North

[ambustion]

[The relationship Fennel had found himself in with North was entirely unexpected, the sort of thought he never dared to entertain when he was in the city. In his more secret moments he would think how he had thought about other men in a way that never made sense. But in the outcast camps he'd learned it was something that happened in certain people, a desire for people of your own gender. It was a relief, the fact that this strangeness wasn't some consequence of his mismarked status but just something that happened at random.

What surprises him the most is how much he cares for North.

Every aspect of their relationship has been pleasant, a balm on all the wounds his time in the city had left him with. Their intimacies felt natural as they progressed from kissing, to touching to, on occasion, sharing a bed.

Things seemed to be going the same way this evening except... kissing didn't feel like enough. They both kept getting more heated as they gravitated toward the bed. Fennel had a feeling it wouldn't stop short of anything this time. ]

Ah, North...

[ It isn't quite a plea for more but it's close, especially as Fennel pulls him flush against him. ]