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Title:Take my Hand and Run
Prompt(s): Prompt 1 from thepetrellibros
Warning(s):M/M, Consensual Incest, Kissing
Summary:He could feel the wind blow his heart away like a wandering feather as his feet pummeled the soft soil, he couldn't take in enough of the heavy summer air as the grass parted for them. The scattering black birds blurred in front of them, the wind, blood and Peter's laughter ringing in his ears as he felt himself laugh so honestly.
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Only Peter could make him run through the hip high grass and not make him feel like an idiot. Only Peter could grip onto his hand so tightly, all his slender strong fingers curling around him so desperately as they lost their breath sprinting through the grass.
But Peter never let go as they collapsed into a tangled heap. The smell of crushed grass and hot skin made him open his eyes and all he could see was a fallen angel, smile beaming soft and full in his presence and he couldn't believe how much his heart hurt with joy as he felt his hand being squeezed reassuringly.
Liquid love dripped over them in the sunlight and the green grass, the wind bending the grass as they laid against each other, curled and staring into the other. Nathan could feel his fingers being kissed, so much so it bordered on worship, clutched to Peter's beating heart as he was bared to the world through his gaze.
The world forgotten over the swaying tips of the green green grass and the open sky witnessing who they really were. Only Peter could open him up so much and not take a piece, but instead love the places Nathan didn't want to see. And Peter would open that big heart of his in return, so trusting and confident in the idea Nathan wouldn't break it into a million little pieces.
Tomorrow and Forever didn't exist in the little place they had landed in. Just now, what they could get from each other and themselves Nathan was willing to discover as much as he could, if it just meant his heart wouldn't stop aching with love, and all because he was wanted, needed and accepted just by the person in front of him, smiling and holding him close in the grass.
Nathan was willing to see and feel how far this was going to take them, just so long as he had it for another second. He needed this, he needed Peter, and all the fear of being weak didn't matter as he melted under lips softer and younger than his own. He could feel his heart finally break and he was more than happy with it, just to feel love breathed back into the pieces.
He knew Peter was putting him back together starting with his heart, he could even feel him give a piece of his own golden heart to him as they dipped into each other for a taste.
Peter tasted like the wind and everything sweet in the world and he wanted it all, he could feel Peter give him all the sweetness. But there was too much, so much Nathan broke through the haze to feel another's heart beat as fast as his did, running hands over another's flesh that felt as much as his did, soft hair and eyes that didn't want anything but love.
Only Peter made him want to fly.