[Bren had come to fear the night, the rise of the moon, the pull that it had over him. So many months, bleeding into years, spent dreading the sunset and what it could bring with it, the way it tugged at him. He felt like his own isolated ocean, tides set by that betrayer moon whether he wished them to be or no, never quite certain if it would be calm or wave-tossed. And the change, oh the change tore at him with anxiety as it approached and then tore at him literally when it arrived.
But here, in this moment with this creature of the night, beautiful and immortal and terrifying, he had never loved the darkness more. If this man was in it, even the moonlight was a welcome and beautiful thing.
The touch at his cheek drew his lips into a smile, no hesitation as he leaned into it, nuzzling with unguarded affection. Safe. Home. Where fate or the gods or whatever cosmic kindness that existed in this cold and often cruel universe had led him. To this moment where that sweet request rang like warmth and music through him.]
Yes.
[Just the word followed immediately by action. It was a first kiss, the latest in a series that had long ago lost count, both these things simultaneously. His lips found Essek's gently, tender in their approach, and lingering, slowly shifting from that tentative but sweet beginning to something more substantial, searching and wanting.]
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Date: 2023-03-31 08:43 pm (UTC)But here, in this moment with this creature of the night, beautiful and immortal and terrifying, he had never loved the darkness more. If this man was in it, even the moonlight was a welcome and beautiful thing.
The touch at his cheek drew his lips into a smile, no hesitation as he leaned into it, nuzzling with unguarded affection. Safe. Home. Where fate or the gods or whatever cosmic kindness that existed in this cold and often cruel universe had led him. To this moment where that sweet request rang like warmth and music through him.]
Yes.
[Just the word followed immediately by action. It was a first kiss, the latest in a series that had long ago lost count, both these things simultaneously. His lips found Essek's gently, tender in their approach, and lingering, slowly shifting from that tentative but sweet beginning to something more substantial, searching and wanting.]