[ his arms wrapped around Caleb's shoulders as he allowed himself to be pulled onto Caleb's lap, resting his cheek against the top of those ginger waves. There was such a beautiful give and take and he let his fingers twine through those fragrant locks in an act of such unmitigated intimacy. His mother would have been scandalized by the fingers in hair-- but he had been doing it secretly-- and he had been touching that hair long before they had kissed like it was some hidden little act of sin just for him.
And he did not care.
Honestly, with the Dynasty, it was irrelevant in all aspects of the word; he felt other to them now as if this Zemnian guy was his tether to a life different than the one they had plotted out for him. For Caleb, he would go against the grain, would fight to stay here for as long as Caleb wanted him. ]
Usually when you tug me onto your lap, it means one thing Herr Widogast..
[ He teased, and oh what a beautiful thing to have the freedom to do so. Such a far cry from the young boy of years ago who was unused to teasing her jokes- so quiet and with eyes far bigger than their face. That boy that Una had taken an instant nurturing instinct toward-- the boy who had clung to Caleb's hand as if overstimulated quiet.
Turning into the young man with the fond smile who was devoted to Caleb Widogast irrevocably ]
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Date: 2023-04-28 02:32 am (UTC)And he did not care.
Honestly, with the Dynasty, it was irrelevant in all aspects of the word; he felt other to them now as if this Zemnian guy was his tether to a life different than the one they had plotted out for him. For Caleb, he would go against the grain, would fight to stay here for as long as Caleb wanted him. ]
Usually when you tug me onto your lap, it means one thing Herr Widogast..
[ He teased, and oh what a beautiful thing to have the freedom to do so. Such a far cry from the young boy of years ago who was unused to teasing her jokes- so quiet and with eyes far bigger than their face. That boy that Una had taken an instant nurturing instinct toward-- the boy who had clung to Caleb's hand as if overstimulated quiet.
Turning into the young man with the fond smile who was devoted to Caleb Widogast irrevocably ]