Luke is barely watching what he's doing, because he's watching Cal strip with far more interest. It's only been a week and it's a lifetime, it's Cal's lifetime and it's written on his skin and in his gaze.
There's new scars. Less than there could be, more than he likes. There's that extra bulk that comes from being mid thirties, not just before twenty and still lean and slender.
He absently steps out of his pants, shoving the piles of cloth aside with a thought and lingering for a moment. He wants to press in close again, but he needs to take a moment to look and take it in and find how much he wants Cal all over again.
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Date: 2023-07-02 10:55 am (UTC)There's new scars. Less than there could be, more than he likes. There's that extra bulk that comes from being mid thirties, not just before twenty and still lean and slender.
He absently steps out of his pants, shoving the piles of cloth aside with a thought and lingering for a moment. He wants to press in close again, but he needs to take a moment to look and take it in and find how much he wants Cal all over again.
"You're still gorgeous."