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Laertes leaned up, kissing at Samsara's tears. "Please." he whispered. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

To say his name.

To hurt you.

To see you cry.

To hurt you.

To be afraid.

To fall...

Laertes shook his head, pressing little kisses all over Samsara's tear-streaked face. "You don't have to teach me anymore." he whispered. "I shouldn't have asked, it was cruel. I'm sorry." He buried his face in Samsara's neck, clinging to him.

Laertes shook his head. "I shouldn't have said his name." he finally whispered. "You didn't do anything wrong but not yell at me for being a selfish prat."

He pressed his lips to Samsara's tentatively, afraid he'd get what he deserved. A smack to the face, a laugh in the face. A whore, who didn't know what he wanted.

I don't want you to be him. Just smile for me again.

Laertes shook his head. "I couldn't tell you." he said finally. His eyes were pained as he looked up at Samsara. He tugged him with him over to the only thing he could really see clearly in this room.

Sitting down on the bed, he tugpatted the spot next to him, eyes pleading. Sit with me. Tell me how to make you smile again.

Laertes reached out tentatively to stroke Samsara's hand. "Yes." he whispered in answer.

He stood, moving to kneel on the floor by Samsara, resting his head on the bare knee.

Laertes had to think.

"I... don't know." he repeated. "I thought... I loved him. I do, sometimes. But how am I supposed to know love when I've never seen it before? I know obsession." Croutwhen he looked at their mom. "I know devotion." Kael when he looked at Dian. "I know lust." How he felt for Raissen. But was there more?

He looked up at Samsara and almost felt his heart break again at the tear-streaked face. He slid up the teen's body, straddling his hips and kissed those soft lips, hearing a soft tear as his heels went through the hem of his skirt.

Ah, who cared.

Laertes sighed, settling himself into Samsara's lap, deepening the kiss until he thought he was going to die of air loss. He pulled away enough to take a deep breath. "I meant it... when I said I was yours." he murmured softly, so low he was almost certain the other wouldn't hear it.

Body, soul, and if he kept this up, that battering ram wouldn't be needed to take his heart.

Laertes looked like a deer in the headlights. He heard. In response, he nodded. "I feel something for you... I don't know what it is... but it hurts me to watch you cry." he kissed at the tears, shifting so his seat was more comfortable, a leg to either side of Samsara's body. "I react to you in ways I can't imagine... want you to do things to me I can't imagine anyone else doing."

His hand stroked his neck to the toothmarks there. "I want these... on me. I want you... in me. I want to try, to see if we are what we need. It may be one big accident, me even thinking this. But I want you so badly, and I can't imagine doing this... with someone I wasn't serious about."