Convincing Confessions?

[Nox]

Nox stopped walking when Raffe slid his hand around his waist. The comfort of loss and memories made Nox shiver. Raffe's confession echoed his own childhood. "We weren't allowed pets either. Living in the back seat of a Jeep left little room for family pets, much less us kids." Until recently Nox had never really thought about his childhood -- good or bad, nice or horrible. It was how it had been, he knew it hadn't been normal, but it was all he knew. His mother took the role of teacher in the normal things and their father taught them all the Atharim things. Everything was a learning experience.

Raffe's offer of fending off Carmen for saving another pup was sweet. Nox reached for Raffe with his new arm, pulling him closer and holding him there. His good hand raised to touch his cheek, "You'd suffer Carmen's wrathe for me?" Nox really wasn't worried about Carmen, and he had no intention of actually getting another pet. "I didn't want a dog. My sister was the one with the soft heart, the one who took Nova in, but she was taken that day, and strangled by her lover then buried without ceremony in the middle of no where. The home we'd built together blew up the day she we went to confront the man who'd done it. I found Nova smoke and ash covered and I couldn't leave him. Aurora would have been pissed. Nova became my only family. I have you and the girls now, maybe one day if I ever have a place of my own." Nox wouldn't even know what to do with something to call his own. He'd never had something so simple. "But thank you for the offer." Nox smirked before he leaned in and kissed Raffe softly, the darkness threatened to push forward, one hunger sated, the others wanting to rise, but Nox stood his ground and let Raffe guide the kiss. He would not be slave to the impulses that were not his own, not that he didn't want more. But not because the darkness said so.