[ZAIRE]
They both needed it.
The contact, the hold that screamed a new life, and the mingled breaths that made it easier to lean into any reality that came their way.
Especially after the day they had had.
Maybe it was madness, but at the same time, it was the first time they were not about to pretend the world beyond them didn't exist by drowning each other in sex.
The music around them slowed, the tempo matching the way their bodies swayed gently, as if it was really meant for them.
Everyone was watching them discreetly, watching as they leaned into each other freely and unburdened, even if for a moment.
It warmed so many hearts because, for the first time in so long, they hadn't seen Nour try to run from affection, from love, or even from his home.
Zaire was home for him.
Everyone already knew that.
"Hermosa…" Zaire breathed like a prayer when they pulled back. Their lips were swollen and spit slick from the kiss.
