Date: 2023-04-23 12:38 am (UTC)
ausgebrannt: (016)
From: [personal profile] ausgebrannt
[Bren turned into that nuzzle, so intensely starved for affectionate touch that he soaked up each and every small gesture like a plant that had been kept so long in drought that it craved whatever chance rain might come its way. Essek was the foretold spring that he had been waiting for.

And Essek spoke such sweet things, promises that Bren desperately wanted to believe -- and that he did believe. There was no doubt in him about the truth of these words, no doubt in him about anything that Essek has spoken to him, the words purred into his ear by those flawless lips.]


How it should always be... [He agreed softly, echoing the words. He wanted nothing more than to belong to Essek, where his soul was meant to be.

He found himself looking up into those infinite evening-sky eyes and falling straight upward into them.]


My Essek. [He agreed quietly, reaching up to let his fingers brush a few unrulier strands of Essek's hair back from hi face.] My starlight. You are the most beautiful creature I have ever known. I cannot imagine being so lucky as to call you mine, but I will not give you up now.
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