"Feeling better?" Themis asks as Natus inevitably returns to his side, the Amaurotine extending a steaming mug in his direction. Ought to further warm him after enduring that torrent of freezing rainfall.
"Much," Natus accepts it with a smile, plopping down beside Themis where he sat on his overstuffed settee and cozying up against the smaller man with a soft sigh.
Themis gives a gentle hum, leaning against him and sipping slowly from his own mug."You seemed to be in quite a state at my door. Need you a confidant to hear your woes? Shall I offer you my lap to lay upon?" He says. Light and playful, but sincerely meant.
"Hahh... You have no idea," Natus huffs, bumping the man's shoulder and then resting his head there a moment. "Just this is fine. Being beside you like this makes me feel better."
Natus takes off his coat and his boots before padding after Themis, sneaking up behind him and pulling him into a strong hug.
"Hey Themis, aren't you going to wear something other than the robe now that you're back home?"
"Says the man who is most likely still wearing sunglasses inside." Themis clicks his tongue and Natus huffs against his nape, because Themis is right.
Realising Themis most likely won't budge on the robes, Natus decides to change the subject. On their way through the city there had been soft snowflakes floating down from above, a snowfall so light and peaceful that it makes it even easier to imagine Amarout as an idyllic paradise.
There had, however, not been any of the typical decorations that Natus associated with the season.
"Do you not celebrate Starlight here?" Natus asks and Themis twists around in his grip, wearing a quizzical expression.
"Starlight? Is this another of those holidays I sadly lack knowledge on?"
Natus hums. "Maybe so? It's when you give each other gifts to celebrate winter time and enjoy warm drinks. It's a big one."
A beat of silence, then Themis is slowly shaking his head.
Natus sways on his feet as Themis steps back, but he is quickly lowered down by the shorter man to sit before he can stumble or tip over, so Themis could then kneel down to wrestle with his boots.
Natus smiles, feeling almost drunk in his exhaustion. His impulse control is nonexistent as he gazes down at the top of Themis' head, admiring the shiny silk of his pale hair. He reaches out to touch it without thought, only pausing as small clumps of mud flake off his hand.
Natus leans forward with a small sound in his throat, lips puckered to blow away the particles from the Amaurotine's hair before they can become tangled in the strands when Themis lifts his head and smiles at him.
Natus is struck dumb by the softness in his gaze, so different from the Elidibus he had known, and is caught a bit by surprise at the look of mischief that lights up his face mere seconds before Themis braces his hands on his thighs and leans up to kiss him.
Natus will never grow tired of seeing that look on him. It makes him smile just imagining it and he snaps his hips forward with a little more force, a jolt of lightning rushing down his spine at the garbled moan that rips from Themis' lips.
"Do you... Do you need my hand - ?" Natus asks and Themis shakes his head.
"Keep going, ah, just like you are... My star, my Natus..."
"I can do that." A boyish grin spreads on Natus' lips, pride surging at the idea of Themis' coming untouched.
A few more thrusts and Natus feels the familiar ball of heat in his gut — but Themis is the one to cum first, arcing up until his body is flush against Natus', a near-silent ah ah ah leaving him as he shakes, grinding himself on Natus.
So hot, so tight, squeezing down on Natus in all the best ways —
Themis' jerky spasms, as if he can't get enough —
His breath, wet and hot against Natus' neck and horn —
Elidibus hisses out an irritated breath as he finds himself dragged into Natus' lap, his mask knocked askew, nearly falling from its position on his face as Natus kisses him like he'll never get the chance again.
Elidibus presses his teeth together in refusal to let Natus deepen their kiss, before sinking his teeth into the hero's lip like he meant to make him bleed.
Natus grunts with displeasure as his head is yanked to the side, their kiss broken by Elidibus snatching him by the horn and pulling hard.
"I hate that," Natus huffs, catching his breath with greedy gulps of air.
"Do you really think I aim to please you?" Elidibus grits out, grasping tight at Natus' wrists as those hands wander below the ascian's waist in amorous habit. "I did not come here for this."
Natus grins with red dripping down his chin from his bloody lip and cuts stinging from his cheeks to his collar where Elidibus' claws had sliced at him. He grasps palmfuls of Elidibus' cute little bottom through the layers of his robes and squeezes as he bucks his hips up.
"What did you come for, if not for this? For me?"
Natus takes his chance, yanking the Emissary close with his remaining strength and kissing him.
Elidibus goes rigid in his arms, but his lips were so soft, so receptive to Natus' kiss. They parted so easily for his tongue as Natus kisses him desperately. Hungrily. His fingers twining in that long, pale hair and his hand cupping his lover's jaw. He was warm, still flushed with pleasure.
"Elidibus," Natus murmurs. Sighing into their kiss and craving so much more. He trails his lips from his lover's mouth, kissing across his cheek, over his jaw. That mask perpetually in the way of his affection. "Elidibus."
He finds himself shoved back, the ascian glowering down at him as he flops onto the bed, utterly spent.
"That's what I wanted," Natus says, satisfied.
The crickets still sang their nightly song when Natus woke, the mattress bowing beneath the weight of another body to rouse him from his slumber. Once, that might have sparked thoughts of enemies and intruders, but tonight, there was no doubt in his mind that it was just Elidibus, come to seek silent refuge at his side.
The soft stream of moonlight filtered in through the curtains when Natus cracked open his eyes, bathing the Ascian in a pale glow that shone on the silver fall of his hair and glittered on the spiked metal adorning his robes. On top of the covers, once again. As if crawling underneath was an intimacy he dared not afford himself, the blanket and his robe a wall between them.
To hell with that. All it meant for Natus was that he could more easily reach out and stroke along his side, the soft fabric of Elidibus's robe hardly a barrier at all as he stroked along the curve of his hip.
"I did not mean to wake you," came the low rumble of Elidibus's voice, deep and soothing in the dark.
Natus focus shifts as Elidibus rests his still gloved hand on his sternum, his long pale hair slipping forward over his shoulder to tickle at the hero's skin as he reaches behind him with his small, pale hand.
Natus about swallows his tongue, watching with eyes wide open as Elidibus slips those lube slick fingers inside of himself, preparing for what comes next.
Natus lifts his heavy hand, the backs of his knuckles barely brushing Elidibus' hair.
He wants to bury his fingers in it. To drag Elidibus down to kiss him. Roll him under him and do it all for him, like he usually did. He could hold Elidibus' hands in his and kiss his face until the Emissary turned his cheek. He could strip Elidibus down and lick him all over, suck him just how he liked. Fuck him just how he liked. Hold him in his arms however long he could until Elidibus left him again. Because Elidibus always left.
❝I wish we would have met sooner. you could have saved me from the rot, I could have saved you from the bloom. ❞
❝ I’m hopelessly, irrevocably in love with you. The desperate, aching kind of love. The kind there’s no coming back from. The kind there’s no way out of. The kind that’s going to be the death of me one day. ❞
❝ Did you ever notice how the moon follows you around? maybe that’s because it’s yours. ❞
❝ You are everything I have ever wanted in another person. You are my best friend, my lover, my partner, and I promise that I will spend the rest of my life taking care of you, the way you deserve to be taken care of. You are it for me. ❞
❝ A lifetime wouldn’t be enough. Eternity wouldn’t be enough. Not when I want to map every star in the sky with you in my arms. There is nothing I wouldn’t give you. Nothing I wouldn’t do for you. ❞
❝ he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, ❞
❝ I’m quite choked with tenderness for you, my love, it makes me a bit pathetic to love you so much. ❞
❝ If there ever comes a day that I am asked how it felt to love you, I will say only this: it feels like now. for I will be yours, even then. inhale. exhale. You’ve always been like breathing. ❞
❝ You were my whole fucking heart. You miss me at night, when you’re curled up in bed and the dust has settled on your day. I miss you with every single breath I take. When you left, you took a piece of me with you, a vital piece, the piece I needed to keep going, to live. ❞
❝ I love you through the perfect moments, and there are so many, but I will always love you through the imperfect ones too. ❞
❝ I haven’t loved many things in this world… but I have loved you from the minute I saw you, and whether it’s today or seventy years from now, I’ll love you with my dying breath. ❞
❝ I often dream of you; of the curve of your cheek, the gentleness of your fingertips, of pleasures I have not yet known from you. you know that I am a romantic, I always imagine things as sweeter than they really are. thank you for indulging me. for drowning me. ❞
❝ I never stopped loving you. Ever. Even when we fought, even when I pretended to hate you, even when I tried to forget you, you’ve always been the one. ❞
❝ I lay with you, watching your chest rise and fall, in the summer heat. I twist the locks away from your eyes, tuck them back to your ear, and think to myself: let june never end. let summer’s love always be warm and full of life. ❞
❝ I hate myself for missing you. Hurting you. And I want you to know I long for you, I love you. Others may come and go in our lives but... We belong together. ❞
❝ I’ll make you so in love with me, that every time our lips touch, you’ll die a little death. ❞
❝ I think I’ll miss you forever, like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky. ❞
❝ I will always be here if you need me, no matter how far in distance or time. I don’t care if we’re on different continents or if it’s five, fifty years in the future. I never want you to wake up and feel like you’re alone because you’re not. You’ll always have me. ❞
❝ I find that I keep calling your name, that I keep missing you and the sound of your voice. the way you made me feel safe, made me feel whole. I find that I keep thinking of you. it’s you, always you. ❞
❝ Sometimes I think it isn’t you I fell in love with--it’s the world with you in it. I fell in love with the way the ocean sounds when it speaks through your voice. I fell in love with the way the stars twinkle when it shines through your eyes. ❞
❝ He does not taste like vanilla or honeysuckle or lavender. you are still addicted to the taste of him, of his skin, of his lips, of his breath and blood. every time you kiss, you lick and bite like two wolves devouring each other. ❞
❝ At first I thought I would bring flowers, or perhaps chocolates, but both of those suggested a, well, romantic context and I thought we should try and steer as far away from that as possible to avoid any further awkwardness, so… bread. ❞
❝ It’s wonderful to see you too, my friend. The days there on the surface, they were very different, but the nights… I was reminded of our times together, here. ❞
We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven, which brings us back to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it.❞
❝ but I would never kiss anyone who doesn’t burn me like the sun. ❞
❝ I want you. All of you. No bullshit, no wondering what’s next, no games. I’ve never felt anything for anyone else but you, even when I didn’t know it was you all along. You’re fucking it for me. ❞
❝ You are sunlight falling through trees. You are laughter that breaks through sadness. You are clarity in the midst of confusion. You are everything that makes the world good. Without you, my life would still exist, but that’s all it would manage to do. ❞
❝ I’m here. I’m yours. I promise it all ‒ my body, my soul, my life, for you, everything for you, to care for you and love you, if you’ll let me. You’re the fucking sunrise of my heart. ❞
❝ I’ve loved you all my life. You’re the love I chose. Out of everyone in the world, out of everyone I’ve ever known, I chose you. At the edge of everything, love and faith have always brought me back, and back to you. ❞
❝ My whole life I was never looking for something bigger than myself, and then I met you and I want to dedicate every day of my life to you. You’re it for me. You are why I am here. Without you, I am nothing. ❞
❝ Wherever you are, no matter if it’s right next to me or a thousand miles away, I’m tied to you with a thread that can’t break. We’re connected by something stronger than time or place. ❞
❝ To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life. ❞
❝ For good is too sanitized. I want your dirt and your pain and your darkness. Your weakness and your flaws. I don’t want you for good, I want you forever. ❞
❝ you never knew the stars had a flavor until you first kissed him. it turns out they taste like ambition and ancient fire, desperation and self ‒ destruction. ❞
❝ you are made of daylight, and I am made of night; how can you be anything but the sun when you look at me like that. ❞
❝ but I love him to the point of starvation. to devour would not be enough. ❞
❝ How could I stay away? ❞ I asked him, and I watched my words slip into his soul and become like stars and he reached up and kissed me again. ❞
❝ no matter how temporarily two souls are interwoven, they always leave a mark. but not every mark is a bruise. loving him was an honor, never a burden. ❞
❝ You are flowers in my stomach. Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you. ❞
❝ my darling star, you have always been the love of my life. you are the anchor that keeps me afloat, the lighthouse that leads me home. you are my home. ❞
❝ he is my favourite person. my favourite person to look at, to listen to, to talk to, to be with. he’s my favourite person to miss, and to love. my soulmate my love my moon and stars. my everything. ❞
❝ you’re in love with a boy who is a prayer on your lips with no god to go to. he’s bleeding sunlight and you’re trying to patch up the holes in his heart but blood keeps spilling ( he loves you more than his own life ). ❞
❝ I hope you know how much I love you. I don’t know what the future might hold, and what I might leave behind when I’m gone. But I do know that I want to build my legacy with you. ❞
❝ I am so in love with you that I wonder if it’s possible to fit more of you inside my dear heart. but you’re bigger than my heart. I can still find more space for you in my brain. I can still squeeze some more of you into my spirit. where else will you touch me? i’ll make room. ❞
❝ You’re a sun. Bright, beautiful, the world needs you. I’m a moon. Constantly chasing you. ❞
❝ I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone. ❞
❝ no, he is dangerous because he shines like a galaxy lost in space and he burns like a thousand dying stars, and he reels you in as effortless as gravity. ❞
❝ I didn’t even know I was missing something until I found you, but now I don’t know how I got through a day without what you’ve given me. You’re my soul mate. Nothing has ever been truer in my life. You’ve filled all the cracks in my heart and made me better. ❞
❝ they were smiling at each other as if this was the beginning of the world. ❞
❝ I’m never going to let anything happen to you. So please don’t think I’m ever going to run, because the only place I’m running is towards you. I want you. No matter what happens, I’m here. With my arms wide open, always for you. Only for you. ❞
❝ last love, I wish to die so I may come back to you, new and never tasted by any other mouth but yours. ❞
❝ What if, you and I were meant to part ways, only so that we could find each other again ❞
❝ If something happens, know that I will find you in every lifetime. You are mine, and not even death can keep you from me. ❞
❝ He felt warm and familiar. he felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go. ❞
❝ ’will you take me with you?’ I couldn’t immediately answer. again, the sheer excitement was excruciating, and the love I felt for him was positively humiliating. ’of course i’ll take you with me,’ I said. ❞
❝ Yesterday, I dreamt about you. I hardly remember the details, just that we kept on merging into one another, I was you, you were me. ❞
❝ he was singing about the time he’d kissed a boy who wore daisies in his hair, how the boy’s body was soft, & how that night he dreamed about the taste of sunlight again & again. ❞
❝ I will love you forever; whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again… I’ll be looking for you, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again, we’ll cling together so tight that nothing and no one’ll ever tear us apart. Every atom of me and every atom of you… We’ll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams… And when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won’t just be able to take one, they’ll have to take two, one of you and one of me, we’ll be joined so tight… ❞
❝ No amount of time will be enough with you. Not a minute. Not an hour. Not a decade. Not a century. But I promise to make all of our time count. ❞
❝ And you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, ❞
❝ I love you. today. tonight. tomorrow. forever. if I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. if I were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one. ❞
❝ I would recognise you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I would recognise you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, different times. And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion."
❝ Please don’t be frightened if you feel my lips on the back of your neck, I didn’t mean to kiss it, it’s only love which can’t be helped. ❞
❝ deep in my enemy I find the lover. ❞
❝ I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice ❞
❝ Every time I close my eyes,I see you. I’ve always seen you. even if you tell me you don’t feel the same. Even if I walk away knowing there’s not a chance in hell of us ever being something, I’ll wait for you. ❞
❝ He was like an animal, hungry for every sensation, for every way of knowing me. ❞
❝ … I wonder if I will ever find a language to speak of the things that haunt me the most. ❞
❝ Don’t you realise I want to know everything about you? That even now, when I should have forgotten you, all I desire is to know your heart better than my own? ❞
❝ how do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache as mine does.? ❞
❝ kill me. kill me and live with the memory, then tell the stars that you won. ❞
❝ dearest, unleash me, I beg. I am in agony. day and night my lungs grasp at your every breath and my hands yearn to find yours. how close you are to my heart you cannot know. ❞
❝ I have the delusion that you are with me as I walk through the fields of flowers, under the moon. ❞
❝ god, i’d never kiss you; but our hands fit like puzzle pieces, and your smile makes my heart sing and you cried when you said you love me, voice thick with fear and awe. and I knew then I could break you and that terrifies me, because you deserve better but I would die for you. ❞
❝ He’s nothing like you thought he was. His sharp edges are softer, somehow, and that’s wrong. That’s wrong, and it scares you, because if he’s softer then you just might love him. And if he’s softer, then he just might love you back. And what could be more terrifying than that? ❞
❝ I see a piece of you wherever I go, it became more of a curse than a blessing. ❞
❝ you frazzle me. you unfocus me. and you’re doing it again now‒my words are lost before they even leave my mouth. you unravel me. you leave me to falter. ❞
❝ and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for. ❞
❝ if you can only feel me, if my longing will only reach you, ❞
❝ I beg you ‒ he is all that I have, and you have so many heroes and the world has so many more. Let him be soft, and let him be mine. ❞
❝ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole. ❞
❝ I want you to want me as I want you. desperately. I want to make you shiver from my touch. I want to hear your voice, breathless and shaky. oh, I want to hear you say my name like a prayer. full of devotion. ❞
❝ ’we were enemies.’
’you were the center of my universe. everything else spun around you.’ ❞
❝ I confuse instinct for desire ‒ isn’t bite also touch? ❞
❝ hatred would have been easier. with hatred, I would have known what to do. hatred is clear, metallic, one-handed, unwavering; unlike love. ❞
❝ There was something about him. I think I told myself it was lust, a new sort of lust, consuming. There was something familiar about him, like I’d loved him before. ❞
❝ I wanted to forget him, and yet it seemed I thought of him always. It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there. ❞
❝ I only long for your touch. I will rip my heart out if it means you will hold it. ❞
❝ It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there. And somehow, there was a disturbing comfort in that, and, despite myself, I’d envision his face. ❞
❝ You wanted to touch his hands and his lips and this means your life is over anyway. ❞
❝ I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity. ❞
❝ He’s kissing me and all the time I’m thinking, do you know? Do you know how much danger we’re in? ❞
❝ my teeth should graze him, my teeth should haunt the crook of his neck. I didn’t know whether I wanted to devour or worship, but I understood he should cry out only for me. ❞
❝ doe‒eyes, full, pink lips. the soft curves of his frame. i’d never wanted anyone more than him. I wanted to curse him for it. ❞
❝ And I don’t know, don’t know if we belong together or apart, except that my soul lingers over the skin of you. ❞
❝ the world is going to hell and we have blood on our hands but once you touch my face I am clean of all sins. ❞
❝ I’d trade the world, please, I will beg and plead if you could turn around and stay with mе. ❞
❝ Much more likely you’ll hurt me. Still what does it matter? If I’ve got to suffer, it may as well be at your hands, your pretty hands. ❞
❝ he doesn’t have to be atlas. I would hold him through the night and into the dawn, if only he would let me. i’d swallow his tears & keep the world from hearing him. ❞
❝ ’would he recognize me?’ I asked myself,
’would he recognize the ghost i’ve become?’ ❞