@rishar von eckhart. those wide eyes of rishar’s makes kija coo, practically melting at the way he looks.
oh, of course my love.
he smiles, leaning down to kiss his lips one more time
shall we go then? we can wash each other.
@kija. all yours... you have all of me...
he echoes again, needing it repeated for it to feel real, to still understand for himself that such happiness and content can exist outside dreams
will you bathe with me?
he peeks up at kija with large, pleading eyes
@rishar von eckhart. mm, yes, my love. all mine...
he smiles softly, continuing to play with his lover's hair with one hand while his claw rubs circles into his back. soft noises leave him as rishar doesn't stop the onslaught along his neck.
a-ah.. okay, love, let's get you washed up then, hm?
@aether. well, then you'd leave me to wonder what more you'd need – and how i can give that to you.
tightens his arms around aether, drawing him flushed against him
how's this?
@kija. holds his mate impossibly close as his disappointed frown gives way to almost a smile when affection is peppered on his cheek
your alpha...
he murmurs to himself, a low sound rumbling in his throat at the title. oh how he adored being kija's more than anything
...fine. but i'll need to wash up first..
he noses, nips, and at any patch of skin his mouth can find, subconsciously staking claim on all that belongs to him
uses the proximity to wrap his own arms around aether's waist, humming at the feeling of gentle hands roaming over his bare skin
and how close is "as close as possible"? is this close enough to scratch your itch, or is my little sunflower aching for more?
he lets out a quiet chuckle hearing his lover whine. he takes the nobleman’s chin in between his fingers so he can kiss his cheek
i know, my sweet alpha..
he brushes his fingers through rishar’s hair, shivering when he feels him nuzzle against his neck.
i’ll give you more in our room, how about that, love?
mhm..
smiles a bit as his hands are guided closer and uses one to feel up ace’s chest
i don’t know what’s been happening with me lately… i just want to be as close as possible
nearly whines when his love is ripped from him again; face and ears flushed with his tongue still peeking out from parted lips
i didn't say it was enough yet ...
he murmurs, tucking his face into the crook of kija's neck and deeply inhaling his scent
more...
takes the chance to tangle his tongue with kija's, and groaning at the taste of him. his hands grip at his dragon's robes, only short of tearing them from his body and allowing rishar to fully immerse into his warmth