[Chathiu. He should not have known the word, but it still echoed through him, the endearment ringing softly at the back of his mind. Firefly, something first spoken to a gangly teenage boy as deep lavender fingers brushed back an errant lock of copper hair, the tail end that flash of memory that first moment of Essek's teeth sinking into his flesh unlocked.]
I could not be afraid of you. [His soul would not allow it. Every last scintilla of him was drawn to this man in all the ways that mattered. His very being knew him, longed for him, and Bren had surrendered to that certainty, to the unassailable knowledge that yes, this. This was something that was meant to be in the way the laws of physics and arcana were meant to be, an immutable truth. He belonged with this man, to this man. And Essek Thelyss was his.
Bren settled onto the chaise, looking up at the other man -- this timeless vampire another him had known and loved -- with eyes full of wonder and desire in equal parts. The question was answered with a hand extended towards him, fingers curling in the fabric of his shirt to tug. He leaned into that touch.]
I will be whatever you'd have me be, ja. [Another tug, verging on playful.] So come, sit.
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[Chathiu. He should not have known the word, but it still echoed through him, the endearment ringing softly at the back of his mind. Firefly, something first spoken to a gangly teenage boy as deep lavender fingers brushed back an errant lock of copper hair, the tail end that flash of memory that first moment of Essek's teeth sinking into his flesh unlocked.]
I could not be afraid of you. [His soul would not allow it. Every last scintilla of him was drawn to this man in all the ways that mattered. His very being knew him, longed for him, and Bren had surrendered to that certainty, to the unassailable knowledge that yes, this. This was something that was meant to be in the way the laws of physics and arcana were meant to be, an immutable truth. He belonged with this man, to this man. And Essek Thelyss was his.
Bren settled onto the chaise, looking up at the other man -- this timeless vampire another him had known and loved -- with eyes full of wonder and desire in equal parts. The question was answered with a hand extended towards him, fingers curling in the fabric of his shirt to tug. He leaned into that touch.]
I will be whatever you'd have me be, ja. [Another tug, verging on playful.] So come, sit.