04-10-2020, 10:09 PM
Raffe puffed out a whole chest full of air once they were out of earshot, and followed quietly to the tug of Nox’s hand. He didn’t much relish meeting Sterling’s parents. It was not likely to go well.
Nox stopped him midstride. He blinked a little as his thoughts pulled back into his body, and gave what he was quite aware was a foolish grin for the baldness of his own stupidity. Though he at least looked a little contrite too. It was all a bit of a blur now, much as his memories of interceding with Kasun; fantastic ideas at the time, but quickly unravelling to less impressive in hindsight. He’d trusted Nox’s power to protect him, truth told, but it seemed a poor thing to say just now, and he rather didn’t want to break the spell of the fingers caressing the back of his neck. The admonishment was somewhat expected; the sincerity of the thanks less so. Surprise fluttered across his expression as Nox drew closer. His kiss was sweet.
“You’re only going to convince me to do it more often with a reward like that you know.” The words were quiet, even moreso than usual; his scar really did hurt. He was mostly joking, but he was thinking vaguely about that warning too, though not enough to pull away. Kallisti would be dangerous with or without Nox here, the way Oriena was going. He cupped Nox’s jaw with his palm and pressed his forehead close. Glad the man lost his arm rather than his life. Trying not to think about poison. He captured the kiss again.
Nox stopped him midstride. He blinked a little as his thoughts pulled back into his body, and gave what he was quite aware was a foolish grin for the baldness of his own stupidity. Though he at least looked a little contrite too. It was all a bit of a blur now, much as his memories of interceding with Kasun; fantastic ideas at the time, but quickly unravelling to less impressive in hindsight. He’d trusted Nox’s power to protect him, truth told, but it seemed a poor thing to say just now, and he rather didn’t want to break the spell of the fingers caressing the back of his neck. The admonishment was somewhat expected; the sincerity of the thanks less so. Surprise fluttered across his expression as Nox drew closer. His kiss was sweet.
“You’re only going to convince me to do it more often with a reward like that you know.” The words were quiet, even moreso than usual; his scar really did hurt. He was mostly joking, but he was thinking vaguely about that warning too, though not enough to pull away. Kallisti would be dangerous with or without Nox here, the way Oriena was going. He cupped Nox’s jaw with his palm and pressed his forehead close. Glad the man lost his arm rather than his life. Trying not to think about poison. He captured the kiss again.