[ Marriage is a fraught topic for Gregor, but he manages to suppress all the layers of complication and grieved regret that he can't just marry Miles and take it in good spirits. He's still aroused and luxuriating in Miles's happiness, taking it as encouragement to set his hands on his waist and tug him farther up the bed. Miles weighs little enough (definitely under a hundred pounds) that this is easily possible, and Gregor crawls up after him to drape himself over him more fully.
It's the fulfillment of a deep-seated desire he's always denied before, and feeling how much Miles enjoys it makes it impossible to resist. ]
Are you really volunteering for an Imperial Wedding? [ He laughs faintly, burying his face in his shoulder again. As long as he manages not to say Empress, he thinks he can keep this away from memories of Cavilo. ]
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It's the fulfillment of a deep-seated desire he's always denied before, and feeling how much Miles enjoys it makes it impossible to resist. ]
Are you really volunteering for an Imperial Wedding? [ He laughs faintly, burying his face in his shoulder again. As long as he manages not to say Empress, he thinks he can keep this away from memories of Cavilo. ]