[Its worrying to see Nyx so upset like this. He wants to take all the pain he can away. When Nyx Straddles him he doesn't push him away this time, instead he places his hands on the mans hips, a firm grip so he'd feel him there first. His hands trail up so they are mirroring what Nyx is doing and cupping his face in return. Stormy grey eyes seem to mellow as he gazes' into Nyx's blue with the forever speckles of violet from magic. Nyx is so stunning it hurts to look at him sometimes, like he's viewing something he shouldn't be allowed to see. This is one of those moments he just looks so painfully beautiful and an ungloved hand traces down the marks on his face with a tender affection. The kisses trail down until he takes Nyx's still scarred hand in his and kisses the back of it down to the ring finger and the source of it all.
I care about you Nyx, so much. I wanted to do things proper and ask you out properly. You deserve the world and I only have myself to offer you.

[Squall looks down at the hand in his own and once more kisses it before looking up at Nyx, gentle caressing his head, a hand touching one of his braids.] These are beautiful. Do you think I could have one someday? Or maybe...[That same hand traces the tattoo on his neck, then the one near his eye.] What would I need to do to earn one of my own?