Go ahead and be broken with him if you need to, Halsin. Aymeric's embrace remains steadfast; he'll hold you together for now.

He smiles and whispers back, "I was about to say the same."

The next kiss is more than just a tender brush of lips - Aymeric leans into it, heating them both beyond the warmth of the spring. His hand at Halsin's head boldly strokes along his ear to the tip; his hand at Halsin's chest trails down his body by the fingertips. Aymeric's touch shifts over the other man's cock and takes him in hand. Long, sure fingers begin massaging him to full mast.

They said they needed each other - no need to wait.