H-hahaha, [Sorey nuzzles Dezel's neck at that tug in his hair, keeping the movement between them steady but languid, just to get used to it before he overwhelms them both. Dezel arching up into him is already doing plenty, but more than that he's so taken in by the way he sounds, the way he looks, that this is the same Dezel he met in the Tintagel ruins. No- even before that; and that Dezel was razor-sharp and unforgiving, consumed by his thirst for power and only safe from malevolence due to Rose's purity.
It's not as if Dezel is a different person, but that raw, ragged open wound has scarred over. Now his edges are manageable, now he cuts to save instead of sunder. He's beautiful like this, a bundle of experiences of the darker side of life but shining all the more brightly for it. He clings to hard and he assumes too much and Sorey loves that, loves him, loves all the differences between them and how they bring them together like the two sides of a coin.
...plus he's so, so adorable when he makes that angrily shy face.] -ahahaha, Dezel, [Sorey laughs, his own face red, breath heavy as he moves,] you are really, really cute right now.
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It's not as if Dezel is a different person, but that raw, ragged open wound has scarred over. Now his edges are manageable, now he cuts to save instead of sunder. He's beautiful like this, a bundle of experiences of the darker side of life but shining all the more brightly for it. He clings to hard and he assumes too much and Sorey loves that, loves him, loves all the differences between them and how they bring them together like the two sides of a coin.
...plus he's so, so adorable when he makes that angrily shy face.] -ahahaha, Dezel, [Sorey laughs, his own face red, breath heavy as he moves,] you are really, really cute right now.