[Ask him out properly. That's so painfully sweet. Nyx shakes his head gently.]
Don't need the world. Don't want it. [He leans in to nuzzle against Squall lightly, fingers pushing up into his hair.] Only you, geddah.
[His breathing hitches slightly when Squall asks about his tattoos, though, one hand coming up to catch his wrist. Nyx draws it up to brush his lips over the brunet's knuckles.]
Eventually... some of them. [Squall doesn't need to have the long straight lines on his throat. Nyx needs him not to be that stupid.]
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Don't need the world. Don't want it. [He leans in to nuzzle against Squall lightly, fingers pushing up into his hair.] Only you, geddah.
[His breathing hitches slightly when Squall asks about his tattoos, though, one hand coming up to catch his wrist. Nyx draws it up to brush his lips over the brunet's knuckles.]
Eventually... some of them. [Squall doesn't need to have the long straight lines on his throat. Nyx needs him not to be that stupid.]