[There's something about the way Dezel's mouth is so soft, completely gentle but not entirely out of consideration. Sorey's eyes are closed so he doesn't know what Dezel's expression looks like but it's almost like he can feel it on the wind, an element that was a part of himself as surely as Dezel was a thousand years ago. It tickles over his hair, hesitant, unsure, joyous as it ruffles his clothes, lifts the feathers of his earrings to dance.
Sorey reaches up to cup Dezel's jaw, wanting that extra point of contact to really, truly confirm what's happening. It's true that Sorey's always regarded seraphim as beautiful and Dezel is no exception; just by appearance, smooth skin, soft lips, full eyes and long lashes but also in soul. Dezel has suffered, and even caused others to suffer but that was so long ago. Even when it wasn't Dezel's heart was still filled to the brim with care and concern and love, twisted by the crimes forced upon him, further soured by his own mistakes but Dezel's accepted those scars as part of himself and has built upon them a stronger muscle, beating hard enough for two, judging by the pulse against his fingers as Sorey slips his fingers down Dezel's neck to rest on his shoulder. This is such new territory, but it's so, so welcome. Sorey has always been and always will be an adventurer.
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Date: 2017-02-03 06:35 am (UTC)Sorey reaches up to cup Dezel's jaw, wanting that extra point of contact to really, truly confirm what's happening. It's true that Sorey's always regarded seraphim as beautiful and Dezel is no exception; just by appearance, smooth skin, soft lips, full eyes and long lashes but also in soul. Dezel has suffered, and even caused others to suffer but that was so long ago. Even when it wasn't Dezel's heart was still filled to the brim with care and concern and love, twisted by the crimes forced upon him, further soured by his own mistakes but Dezel's accepted those scars as part of himself and has built upon them a stronger muscle, beating hard enough for two, judging by the pulse against his fingers as Sorey slips his fingers down Dezel's neck to rest on his shoulder. This is such new territory, but it's so, so welcome. Sorey has always been and always will be an adventurer.
He wants to see where this path will take him.]