The next time? [ tighnari chuckles, warm against cyno's mouth, his heart feeling so light and full he's sure that it will burst. ] Do you plan to propose to me again?
[ one of tighnari's hands slips into cyno's hair, the opposite arm still wound around his shoulders as he presses their bodies close, his mouth curved into a perpetual smile. taking cyno as his mate, well and truly, feels.. so good, so fulfilling, like a dream he wasn't sure he would ever achieve. at least, not so soon. their jobs keep them so busy.. and tighnari would never do anything to call cyno's validity as mahamatra into question. ]
But.. I feel the same. I've loved you for a long time, Cyno.
I will do it as many times as it takes. Or, perhaps I should have said worlds?
[ It sounds dangerously close to a joke, but Cyno is actually serious. To make sure that there won't be a misunderstanding (as he can already imagine Tighnari rolling his eyes), he adds: ]
I will do it again in Sumeru. And in any other world we find ourselves in.
[ He wants Tighnari to know how much Cyno cherishes him. Actually, he might already know that, but General Mahamatra believes that some things should be said out loud and this logic doesn't only apply to jokes. ]
Nari... [ These words make a warm feeling bubble up in his chest and actual tears of joy form in the corners of his eyes. ] I've never been happier.
[ cyno is so impossibly sweet, so loving, so kind.. this is the man that tighnari fell in love with so many years ago, the man he has loved nearly every day of his adult life. he can't stop smiling. ]
And I'll say yes, again, and again.
[ he murmurs, soft and uncharacteristically sweet, but if anything called for sweetness, it would be this. it would be now. this moment. tighnari can still feel the light weight of the ring on his finger, solid and smooth and warming from his body heat. when he pulls back to find cyno's eyes shining with unshed tears, tighnari's chest constricts, a soft smile unfurling across his face. his thumbs smooth over cyno's cheeks. ]
When we go home, I'll marry you again, you'll be my mate, always. I don't care what anyone thinks, I don't care if our jobs get in the way. We'll make it work.
How about I make you say yes again and again in bed, Nari? [ He chuckles softly even though it's meant to be an offer rather than a joke. ] We don't have to wait until our wedding night...
[ Cyno feels so blessed when Tighnari is showering him with these affectionate touches and gestures. He would do anything to see that smile again and again, every single day until the rest of his life.
The ring on Tighnari's finger is a good start to achieve that, at least. ]
[ whether it was a joke or not.. tighnari can only chuckle. his mood is high, his heart is bursting with warmth, and after a moment tighnari is surging forward to press a kiss to cyno's mouth - loving at first, but then with a little more heat, a little more need. ]
We certainly don't.
[ he murmurs against cyno's lips, tugging at him with his hands as he begins walking backward toward the bedroom. ]
[ Tighnari's need meets Cyno's own desire to be with Tighnari as close as possible tonight and for all nights to come. As much as he'd like to kiss him again, Tighnari's words leave him quite curious. Obviously, he doesn't resist at all when he's being tugged into the bedroom. ]
[ tighnari grins, pushing the bedroom door open with his heel and tugging cyno inside, before he's bodily shoving him toward the bed, pushing him down to sit. ]
I'd rather show than tell.
[ slowly, he's folding down onto his knees between cyno's thighs. ]
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[ one of tighnari's hands slips into cyno's hair, the opposite arm still wound around his shoulders as he presses their bodies close, his mouth curved into a perpetual smile. taking cyno as his mate, well and truly, feels.. so good, so fulfilling, like a dream he wasn't sure he would ever achieve. at least, not so soon. their jobs keep them so busy.. and tighnari would never do anything to call cyno's validity as mahamatra into question. ]
But.. I feel the same. I've loved you for a long time, Cyno.
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[ It sounds dangerously close to a joke, but Cyno is actually serious. To make sure that there won't be a misunderstanding (as he can already imagine Tighnari rolling his eyes), he adds: ]
I will do it again in Sumeru. And in any other world we find ourselves in.
[ He wants Tighnari to know how much Cyno cherishes him. Actually, he might already know that, but General Mahamatra believes that some things should be said out loud and this logic doesn't only apply to jokes. ]
Nari... [ These words make a warm feeling bubble up in his chest and actual tears of joy form in the corners of his eyes. ] I've never been happier.
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And I'll say yes, again, and again.
[ he murmurs, soft and uncharacteristically sweet, but if anything called for sweetness, it would be this. it would be now. this moment. tighnari can still feel the light weight of the ring on his finger, solid and smooth and warming from his body heat. when he pulls back to find cyno's eyes shining with unshed tears, tighnari's chest constricts, a soft smile unfurling across his face. his thumbs smooth over cyno's cheeks. ]
When we go home, I'll marry you again, you'll be my mate, always. I don't care what anyone thinks, I don't care if our jobs get in the way. We'll make it work.
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[ Cyno feels so blessed when Tighnari is showering him with these affectionate touches and gestures. He would do anything to see that smile again and again, every single day until the rest of his life.
The ring on Tighnari's finger is a good start to achieve that, at least. ]
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We certainly don't.
[ he murmurs against cyno's lips, tugging at him with his hands as he begins walking backward toward the bedroom. ]
I have a few ideas..
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Do tell.
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I'd rather show than tell.
[ slowly, he's folding down onto his knees between cyno's thighs. ]