[Bren slowed his steps as well, something in him settling with certainty when Essek said he had dreamt it too. Then they were sharing dreams, sharing memories. Deep within him there was a sense of rightness, the sealed off part of his soul that was Caleb surging with relief that despite the enchantment still locking him away, it had perhaps begun to fray at its edges, some small slivers slipping through.
Bren could feel his face flush at the confirmation of what the dream was. A first time, such an intimate moment -- emotionally as well as physically.
He turned towards that touch, turning his head to nuzzle back.]
These dreams feel like memories. I know they aren't mine... but then, they are.
[The dance had slowed to little more than a faint sway of their bodies now, but Bren did not mind that at all. He turned his head, lips to Essek's ear as he spoke.] I would give myself to you again, body and soul.
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Date: 2023-05-06 04:58 am (UTC)Bren could feel his face flush at the confirmation of what the dream was. A first time, such an intimate moment -- emotionally as well as physically.
He turned towards that touch, turning his head to nuzzle back.]
These dreams feel like memories. I know they aren't mine... but then, they are.
[The dance had slowed to little more than a faint sway of their bodies now, but Bren did not mind that at all. He turned his head, lips to Essek's ear as he spoke.] I would give myself to you again, body and soul.