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universal_charm) wrote2020-12-13 01:17 am
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universal_charm) wrote2020-12-13 01:17 am
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Well, he and Cyril had fumbled around and shared a quickie once, but that had been it. There had been flirting in between, but he wouldn't call their current relationship sexual by any means - more flirtatious without serious intent on his part.
He looked up when Sam came closer, not moving away from the contact. His chest loosened, the thorns tearing up his insides retreating and his breaths coming easier, less strained as he fumbled with emotions. So, it was a similar arrangement to themselves, though perhaps a bit more explicitly stated. Kirk didn't think he could ever give Sam such a verbal assurance. It was said in looks and touches and their love making, but saying it aloud would make it real. And if it was real then what would happen to them both when the time came for him to go back into the stars?
No, best to spare them both that pain and just enjoy the moments they had.
He smiled and leaned against Sam, enough to touch their shoulders, reaching down to touch his thigh. "I'm all right with it if Cyril wants to join us time to time. But I figure you'll want your alone time with him now and then too, so considering that -" he pursed his lips in thought a moment, his earlier discomfort obviously soothed and banished. "Well, maybe we get a colored ribbon of some sort, or make a little wooden plaque to hang on the door or the stair to let me know when I need to either go back to the pub for a few hours or find another place to sleep for the night."
It wasn't as if he was there himself every night, just most nights. It was part of the understanding and he would hardly begrudge Sam that same thing.