imthepilot | (no subject)

The hardest part, the weirdest part was being back in his own two feet. He'd spent so long on in bed since the accident, so long in a tank. Granted, he'd spent most of it in and out of a sedated sleep, but still.

The medic helped him into a robe, a soft light fabric that didn't stick to his burns. They didn't hurt as much any more. The analgesics in the chamber had helped a lot. He still felt them if he moved wrong or put too much pressure on them. As long as he was careful.

But his lungs felt great. He could breath easily now, even better than before the treatment perhaps. He felt like he would run and run without feeling breathless. It was... strangely exhilarating.

What was more exhilarating was the thought he could go back to Galen. That they still had a month together. To get to know each other. Utterly.

Oh stars!

This would be a first for him, being with someone who he loved, who loved him back. Not that all his... dalliance had been without kindness or friendship. But never love.

And Galen. So sweet, so quick to blush but never in shame. His first time with a man. And Bodhi was lucky to be the one to show him.

He looked at himself in the mirror of the medbay fresher. He'd lost weight, no shock there. And his beard was too scruffy, his hair too long. He took the time to neaten up, trimming his beard and tidying his hair back onto a pony-tail. Stars, he felt like a nervous suitor.

He took a deep breath, one last look at himself before heading back to his room. Hoping Galen as already there. He wasn't sure how long he could bear to pace without him.

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galen_erso

Galen was in his own room opposite Bodhi's, door slightly ajar, working on something.

He looked up when Bodhi appeared, his whole face lighting up with a long-toothed smile.

From:

imthepilot

"Galen?" He greets softly, knocking lightly on the door. "May I-" He breaks off, too taken aback by the stunning sunrise of Galen's smile. "Stars!"

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galen_erso

"Bodhi!"

That smile wasn't getting any less bright as Galen got to his feet.

"She let you go! You're here! You look wonderful!"

From:

imthepilot

He ducks his head, toying at his long hair. "May I... come in? Or... or would you like to come across-" Stars, he does sound like a nervous suitor.

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galen_erso

"Come here," Galen says, stepping around the desk and opening his arms.

Still with that smile.

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imthepilot

Bodhi steps inside and very carefully closes the door behind himself. Before stepping into Galen's arms. He buries his face in Galen's neck, breathing in the scent of him.

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galen_erso

Galen holds him in a gesture that feels a bit awkward, as if he was trying to keep his hands away from Bodhi's back and still embrace him tightly.

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imthepilot

Bodhi takes Galen's hands and guides them. One to his right shoulder, the other to his left middle back. Large enough areas of unburnt flesh that Galen can hold him safely. He draws Galen into a kiss, a slow gentle one.

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galen_erso

"Bodhi."

Galen's lips move against his own, mumuring love into the kiss.

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imthepilot

"Stars, Galen." He whispers between kisses. "All I've want, for days. This. You." He tightens his arms around Galen's waist.

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galen_erso

Galen kisses him and says nothing. His lips taste of caf.

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imthepilot

Bodhi hesitates, suddenly unsure. He draws back just enough to look Galen in the eyes, seeking reassurance this is what Galen wants too.

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galen_erso

Galen smiles at him and pulls him back into his arms, to kiss him just as deeply as before.

"My Bodhi."

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imthepilot

Of the look wasn't enough to break through Bodhi's hesitation, the words certainly are.

He kisses Galen passionate, hands sliding along the hem of Galen's tunic. Wanting skin, needing to feel his lover.

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galen_erso

"Yes," Galen whispers into their kisses, "yes, Bodhi, your hands..."

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imthepilot

Bodhi forces himself to slow down, to undo Galen's tunic carefully rather than ripping the clips open.

This isn't a back room fumble. This is real, special.

He eases the tunic open to reveal Galen's chest, leaving in to kiss the crest of pale hair as he slides the tunic over and off Galen's shoulders.

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galen_erso

Galen shudders with pleasure under the touch, carefully sliding his own hands over Bodhi's robe, as if unsure whether he more urgently wants to be touched by Bodhi, or whether he needs to touch and stroke Bodhi's skin first, wherever there are no burns that hurt.

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imthepilot

"You won't break me." Bodhi whispers, kissing the turn of Galen's throat the high collar of his tunic usually covers.

His fingers trace the lines of Galen's ribs and over his back, feeling each vertebrate slowly till he cups the base of Galen's skull.

He wants to feel this, the know the shape of Galen. To knew what brings him pleasure.

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galen_erso

The kiss to Galen's throat seems to be a good start, as he tilts back his head and moans softly, clutching the fabric of Bodhi's robe.

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imthepilot

Oh good because Bodhi very much has a thing for Galen's throat. Something about it is infinitely kissable. And those high collars high a lot. The urge to mark Galen, his Galen is dizzying. But he resists, for now, his mind already moving to other places he'd like to mark Galen.

For now he settles for mapping Galen's throat with warm open mouthed kisses.

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galen_erso

For now, Galen seems rapt in the moment, canting his shoulders forwards as if seeking more of this while stepping back towards some support, any support, pulling Bodhi by his robe as if not to lose one millisecond of this wonderful closeness and warmth.

"So much to say," Galen murmurs, "but not now. Now, kisses are better than words."

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imthepilot

Bodhi nods and kisses his way back up to Galen's lips. He breaks off just long enough to look Galen in the eye. "If you want me to slow down? Need me to do, or not do something, please tell me! I want- I need this to be perfect. For you. Your first time. Our first time." The words come out as a jumbled, breathless mess.

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galen_erso

"Yes," Galen answers, "yes, yes!"

Each word is punctuated by a fierce kiss.

"What you did -- my throat -- it felt so -- I am yours, Bodhi, all yours!"

He doesn't sound any more coherent than Bodhi feels."

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imthepilot

Bodhi feels his blood singing to make Galen moan like that more. He pulls Galen close, his grip possessive and hot as he sucks a light mark low in Galen's collarbone. "My Galen!"

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galen_erso

"Oh yes, all yours!"

Stumbling backwards, Galen bumps into something and finally finds the support to pull Bodhi closer still, chest against chest.

They're the perfect height for this.