{Continued}

... The kiss deepened as the tension that had been building between them erupted, sweeping them both into the moment. Gemini's heart raced, his pulse thundering in his ears as Fourth's lips pressed against his with a hunger he hadn't expected. It was nothing like the careful touches or fleeting moments they'd shared before. This was raw, unrestrained, the culmination of everything they'd been holding back. Their bodies seemed to move of their own accord, drawn together by an invisible force neither could deny.

Gemini's hands found their way to Fourth's chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. He could feel the warmth of Fourth's skin through the layers of clothing, and it sent a jolt of electricity through him. It was real—everything they had shared, everything they had fought for—it was real.

Fourth's hands moved to Gemini's back, pulling him closer, their bodies now flush against each other. The feeling was intoxicating, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of them in that moment. He could taste the warmth of Gemini's lips, feel the soft sighs that escaped him as their kiss grew more desperate, more urgent. The world outside the apartment no longer existed; all that mattered was the heat between them, the shared desire, and the overwhelming connection that had drawn them together.

Gemini's thoughts were a blur as his hands traveled to Fourth's neck, pulling him closer still. His mind was fogged with desire, the overwhelming feeling of finally being able to let go, to give in to what they both wanted. It was as if he had been holding his breath for months, waiting for the right moment, and now, finally, the moment had arrived. He wanted this, he wanted Fourth, all of him. No more hesitation. No more second-guessing.

Fourth's breath hitched as Gemini's lips trailed along his jawline, the touch soft but laden with need. Every inch of skin that was exposed to the other seemed to burn with intensity, as if the simple act of being close was enough to ignite something deeper. He had never felt this alive, this consumed by someone. It was more than just attraction; it was a sense of coming home, of finding something he hadn't realized he'd been searching for.

He pulled back just enough to look into Gemini's eyes, the desire there mirrored in Gemini's gaze. It was like a silent agreement passed between them—the need to push forward, to explore what had been waiting under the surface for so long.

"Are you sure?" Fourth whispered, his voice thick with emotion and need. He wanted to make sure they were both ready for this—this next step in their relationship. The last thing he wanted was to make Gemini feel pushed or overwhelmed. But the look in Gemini's eyes told him everything he needed to know.

Gemini nodded, his voice barely audible as he spoke, "I'm sure."

The words settled between them, a promise, a declaration. And with that, they closed the gap once again, their lips meeting with renewed urgency. Gemini's hands roamed to Fourth's shirt, pulling it over his head in a fluid motion. The moment it was discarded, he could feel the heat radiating off Fourth's body, the smoothness of his skin, and it only made the desire burn hotter. He traced the lines of Fourth's chest with his fingertips, as if committing every detail to memory.

Fourth's hands slid down Gemini's sides, feeling the tension in his muscles, the way his body responded to each touch. His fingers dipped under Gemini's shirt, running along the skin of his stomach. The contact was electrifying, sending a rush of heat through Gemini's body. He gasped, unable to hold back the sound that escaped him. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before—so much more than just the physical connection. It was as if they were both letting go of everything, embracing the full weight of their emotions without fear.

Gemini's breath quickened as Fourth's lips moved to his neck, his hands pulling him closer, if that was even possible. His head tilted back, giving Fourth better access, and he couldn't help but let out a quiet moan at the feel of Fourth's mouth on his skin. The sensation sent waves of heat through him, a constant reminder of the fire burning between them.

But even in the midst of the passion, there was a moment of clarity—of connection. Gemini realized that this wasn't just a physical encounter. This was a culmination of everything they had shared. The laughter, the pain, the vulnerability, the trust—it was all coming together, melding into something deeper.

Fourth's hands moved lower, expertly undoing the buttons of Gemini's shirt, his fingers brushing against the skin beneath. The sensation made Gemini shiver, the anticipation of what was to come only adding to the intensity. He had never imagined feeling this way about anyone, but with Fourth, it felt right. It felt natural, as if everything they had been through had led to this moment.

When the shirt finally fell to the floor, Gemini's breath hitched at the sight of Fourth's hands on his bare skin, tracing the lines of his muscles. The touch was gentle, almost reverent, as if Fourth was savoring every second of it. And Gemini found himself returning that same reverence, his hands moving to Fourth's waistband, slowly pushing the fabric down, revealing more of his skin.

It wasn't rushed, wasn't frantic. It was deliberate. Every touch, every movement was like a promise that they were in this together. The fire between them only grew hotter, but there was no fear, no hesitation. Just a deep, unspoken understanding that this was what they both needed, what they both craved. The emotional bond they had nurtured was the foundation, but this—the physical connection—was the confirmation of everything they had shared.

As the last barriers between them fell away, they both paused, just for a moment, to look at each other. Their chests were heaving, their bodies trembling with the intensity of what they were about to share. And in that moment, Gemini realized that the vulnerability he had once feared had given way to something more powerful than he could have ever imagined: trust, intimacy, and a love that wasn't defined by their past mistakes, but by everything they had overcome.

Fourth's eyes met Gemini's, and the look that passed between them was one of unspoken commitment. He didn't need to say anything—Gemini knew. And with that, they moved together again, no longer holding back, no longer afraid.

Their bodies came together with a passion that was more than just physical. It was the culmination of everything they had been through, the emotion that had simmered beneath the surface, finally given the space to explode. It was messy, and raw, and real. And as they moved together, they knew that this was just the beginning.

After all, they had come so far to get here, and they weren't about to stop now.

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❥ THE END OF CHAPTER 7 ꨄ