You're a Wizard

[Nox]

This was a lot to take in and Jay looked tense. Nox hoped the drink would help. It looked like it was starting to work, but he wasn't sure what that look meant. He asked about Dorian and Nox took a swallow of the amber liquid and set the glass aside. It wasn't his drink of choice. He used a rope of air to pull a beer to him and then chilled it. "To expensive for my taste."
He said to explain pushing the expensive drink away.

Jay asked about Dorian and Sage. "Dorian's son is like us. He hired me to help him and to protect him from the Atharim. Two things he couldn't do himself. Sage, well he stalked my sister and when she died he was there for me. Then he fell ill and came to Moscow to have some doctors here fix him up."
I took a swig of the beer. "I don't understand half of it."


Nox leaned back against the back of the couch and put his arm behind Jay and stretched out. It was a long day. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. The smells, the sounds, the company was all very familiar. Nox lifted his beer and pulled back another swallow. Broken images floated to the surface with each breath. Dark eyes. Strong hands. Low sounds. Happiness, regret. Hope. His sister staring down at him with a huge smile. He warm fingers pressed against his neck. "He left a mark."


Nox was caught up in the moment of his own lost memories and hadn't realized his hand had slid down to Jay's neck and was rubbing the tense muscle. Kneeding and pressing his fingers into the skin. Running a single finger along the hair line and down the far side of his neck before continuing with working the knots out. When his sister spoke to him in his returned memory, Nox's eyes popped open. His heart was racing. His pulse in his ears made it difficult to hear anything. Other memories, flooded his brain, things Nox didn't remember happening, but that one memory said all the rest were true. Nox looked at the man sitting next to him. Lost in the new feelings, new memories, the forgotten things. Nox pushed everything else away as he pulled the last of his dredges away from the beer he had. He set the bottle down and took Jay's chin in his hand and held him gently, the prickly growth of today's beard growing in rubbing at his fingers. Nox leaned in and kissed Jay tentatively. There was nothing but the forgotten memories and Jay. Nox didn't want to think about any of it - nothing but this...