[ the kiss is welcome, given the way tighnari tips his chin up into it and presses back, curling some of cyno's pale hair around his fingers as he does. their noses bump gently, and tighnari hums softly against cyno's mouth, enjoying the warm pressure of it, appreciating the texture of his lips - all the things he's held himself back from in the past.
now they're here, and tighnari can indulge all of his curiosities, all of the urges he's felt when cyno is around. ]
You could.. [ he murmurs, between soft, lingering kisses. ] .. you'd have a lot to make up. I've done a lot of worrying.
[ how many times now has he patched cyno up after he's stumbled, bleeding, to gandharva ville? tighnari's sure he could name each and every scar that cyno carries. ]
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now they're here, and tighnari can indulge all of his curiosities, all of the urges he's felt when cyno is around. ]
You could.. [ he murmurs, between soft, lingering kisses. ] .. you'd have a lot to make up. I've done a lot of worrying.
[ how many times now has he patched cyno up after he's stumbled, bleeding, to gandharva ville? tighnari's sure he could name each and every scar that cyno carries. ]