Convincing Confessions?

[Nox]

The room was dark when hunger woke Nox. His stomach rumbled and food was scarce in the club. Even as the music down stairs thumped. The warmth next to him drew a smile to his lips even before he opened his eyes.

Even in their strange strangled relationship -- mostly Nox's doing they still found the time to lie next to each other. Maybe the slow beginnings allowed for it. The start to more than just a relationship. Nox didn't want to push anything. But something had to shift or he was going to burst. He'd lied a little when he said he had to ask him something, he did, but it was in that question that he wanted to imply more to. And of course he wanted to show Raffe the gift the Ascendancy had given him -- not only in the prothestic, but also in the healing.

Nox propped up on the stump of an arm -- there was no pain, not even a twinge. The skin was soft and supple and likely Nox would get a bruise so he relaxed against Raffe instead and pressed a tender kiss to his neck. He breathed in the other man's scent and closed his eyes relishing in how lucky he was. His mind rolled into infinity possibilities most of which always ended up badly but he focused on the fact -- right now Raffe had chosen to lie in his bed even though Nox was being a stubborn ass about things. He whispered in Raffe's ear. "You didn't wake me up?" His stomach rumbled again and Nox knew he wouldn't be able to lounge in bed long before the gnawing of hunger out weighed his desire to cuddly with his boyfriend... a word he wasn't still sure was applicable but it was how he felt... it was more -- so much more.