Gin held Sol close as he pulled him to his lap.
He heard a faint squeak from Sol as he held him closer by the waist and gently uttered in Sol's neck, "…I need more."
Sol trembled at Gin's words, seemingly tickled by his breath. But before he could squirm his way out of Gin's grasp, Gin held him tighter as he then dove into Sol's lips, crashing their mouths together once more.
Sol panted in his embrace.
Gin could feel his fingers, tightly grabbing onto his clothes as he kissed Gin back.
It made the blood inside Gin throb. He was too eager to do this with this person after all. He knew it was more than becoming strong, or making his sight greater than they were. In truth, he could see in this dark. Regardless of whether there was light or not, he could see everything as long as he focused his mind on it.
Just as how he was doing it at the moment – staring at Sol's flushed face as he kissed him all over while pulling him close.
