[watching Morax react to every small thing he does gets a soft chuckle out of Melqal; he does love watching the other fall apart so slowly. it's only a matter of time before he lays himself out open for him to claim him completely, to hear those desperate pleas for anything Melqal could give him. that desperation is like music to his ears, music he's missed hearing after being away from his lover for so long. he wants to hear it so badly...

he lifts his head up completely, tongue pulled away to be replaced by this thumb again. his head tilts into Morax's touch, sighing softly at the gentle warmth. he's missed all of this, too... to finally be reunited with his love once more; he can vaguely remember, from one of his past incarnations, thinking that he would never see Morax again. the thought always filled Melqal with dread and regret, with thoughts that, maybe, he should have done something different other than seal the spirit away.

but here he is now, in his glorious need, as he remembers before all of that. the Morax laid before him is the one from his memories, down to the way he smells and tastes and feels... he's found him again, and everything be damned if he'll let him go again]

I've missed you too, my love... So, so much... To have you here again... [he leans down to trail kisses along the golden patterns along Morax's body] You are as I remember. I want to give you all of me, as well as take all of you, if you will allow it.