[Sorey is so damn cute when he pouts like that. Dezel hears it, he sees it like only he can. He might just overflow with all this ridiculous joy. It really is ridiculous. He's like a kid again. He's found an old part of himself that he never, ever wants to bury again.]
Sorry, [he mumbles against Sorey's lips, but the smile proves that he isn't really sorry at all. The other man's shy bravery is refreshingly honest, albeit brief. It leaves the wind seraph just as blissfully scarlet.]
Wanna try that again? Or should we stop?
[He doesn't want to stop, but Sorey also looks like he might spontaneously burst into flames. Maybe he really does want to sleep. Dezel can't really fault him if he can't.]
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Sorry, [he mumbles against Sorey's lips, but the smile proves that he isn't really sorry at all. The other man's shy bravery is refreshingly honest, albeit brief. It leaves the wind seraph just as blissfully scarlet.]
Wanna try that again? Or should we stop?
[He doesn't want to stop, but Sorey also looks like he might spontaneously burst into flames. Maybe he really does want to sleep. Dezel can't really fault him if he can't.]