[ He felt the kiss against his forehead, placed their lovingly by Bren's lips and he closed his eyes against it, he was no proof against the gentleness that the other man displayed and this was what he craved. Oh he desired, but for Essek it had ever been about the emotional connection that made the things they engaged in that much better, the love that made the depraved natural. He soaked it up before he effortlessly slipped into his lover's arms.
He was giving Caleb that come-hither look, the one that spoke of moonbeams and starlight, that drew down the moon that Bren could howl at to his hearts content.
Essek placed a hand on Bren's shoulder, feeling the broad of it with his fingertips, the way that it warmed him with it's heat. He should've been inquiring as to why it felt so warm, so decadently warm like a literal fire-- these were the questions that love made him blind to ]
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He was giving Caleb that come-hither look, the one that spoke of moonbeams and starlight, that drew down the moon that Bren could howl at to his hearts content.
Essek placed a hand on Bren's shoulder, feeling the broad of it with his fingertips, the way that it warmed him with it's heat. He should've been inquiring as to why it felt so warm, so decadently warm like a literal fire-- these were the questions that love made him blind to ]
Then lead on, my handsome companion?