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FFXII: Keeping Track
Fandom: Final Fantasy XII
Pairing: Balthier/Basch
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Basch wasn't sure who had started it, in the end. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Basch wasn't quite sure who had started it, in the end. There was too much to keep track of -- nipping at Balthier's lip, Balthier's hand in his hair, Balthier close, just a little breathless. There was something about the slide of Balthier's mouth against his, the taste of him, that was more than a little heady in a way not unlike wine. It was a kiss to get lost in, and Basch threw himself into it gladly.
"You kiss nicely, for a soldier," Balthier said, after, his lips curved into a rather mocking smile. Basch didn't know what to say.
Pairing: Balthier/Basch
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Basch wasn't sure who had started it, in the end. For
fic_on_demand.Basch wasn't quite sure who had started it, in the end. There was too much to keep track of -- nipping at Balthier's lip, Balthier's hand in his hair, Balthier close, just a little breathless. There was something about the slide of Balthier's mouth against his, the taste of him, that was more than a little heady in a way not unlike wine. It was a kiss to get lost in, and Basch threw himself into it gladly.
"You kiss nicely, for a soldier," Balthier said, after, his lips curved into a rather mocking smile. Basch didn't know what to say.
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