[his fingertips curl against his lover's as the man kisses his palm, a smile twitching at his lips. it doesn't bother him in the least, for now, to just watch as he's practically worshipped. there's something about it that's almost overwhelming, despite Morax's own origins.
Melqal is so... sentimental. it's something that Morax appreciates immensely, given his own lack of experience in the same. remembrance is one thing, but to even speak of how deeply he feels for the man in turn...]
Ah... I will never get used to you saying things like that. [there's a little huff of a laugh as he leans in for another kiss, a little softer, more shy.] You are so endlessly sentimental, and I would have you no other way. Even if it is something I struggle to respond to, to my eternal bafflement.
[for all he can get to rambling on, this isn't so easy. it's much easier to just put it all in his actions, try to make those clear. maybe in some way, that's his biggest failing. he knows endless information about history and the world, and yet he still struggles with emotional attachment. how silly, really.]
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Melqal is so... sentimental. it's something that Morax appreciates immensely, given his own lack of experience in the same. remembrance is one thing, but to even speak of how deeply he feels for the man in turn...]
Ah... I will never get used to you saying things like that. [there's a little huff of a laugh as he leans in for another kiss, a little softer, more shy.] You are so endlessly sentimental, and I would have you no other way. Even if it is something I struggle to respond to, to my eternal bafflement.
[for all he can get to rambling on, this isn't so easy. it's much easier to just put it all in his actions, try to make those clear. maybe in some way, that's his biggest failing. he knows endless information about history and the world, and yet he still struggles with emotional attachment. how silly, really.]