[It's the laughter that gets him. They can discuss things like mortality, like human impermanence, and Sorey understands. But he was raised around seraphim, keenly aware of his limited time. Maybe that's why...
He'll think about it later. Sorey looks so cute like that, all expectant and hopeful. Even a blind man can tell. Dezel obliges and this time he only hesitates a moment. Their lips touch properly, soft and sweet. The knot that coiled up tight inside his chest finally begins to loosen and it feels wonderful.
Sure, it's not the most romantic kiss in the world. It's rather chaste, really, and it's cold up here, and the angle isn't really right-- but for Dezel, there's no comparison. He's as free as the wind in his hair right now and completely, utterly elated for the first time in centuries.]
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He'll think about it later. Sorey looks so cute like that, all expectant and hopeful. Even a blind man can tell. Dezel obliges and this time he only hesitates a moment. Their lips touch properly, soft and sweet. The knot that coiled up tight inside his chest finally begins to loosen and it feels wonderful.
Sure, it's not the most romantic kiss in the world. It's rather chaste, really, and it's cold up here, and the angle isn't really right-- but for Dezel, there's no comparison. He's as free as the wind in his hair right now and completely, utterly elated for the first time in centuries.]