[Nyx isn't sure how to take the long silence that follows. He's eager to press, to ask, to demand a response. He has to swallow down the nerves and the impatience and let himself really watch for the reaction he does get.
Eyes closed like he's savoring the warmth of the touch and that only urges Nyx to stroke his fingers along the silvered hair at Regis' temple. The way his face relaxes for a moment before his brows slowly knitting in worry again and his fingers splay out, thumb shifting up to smooth over those lines, trying to ease the tension there.]
Yeah, me neither.
[Not apologetic in any way.]
Sure as hell don't regret ending up here though.
[He almost leans in to steal another kiss but he hesitates, pale blue eyes searching green, looking for something in there that's more than resignation but is, in fact, wanting. So much of what has happened his whole life it seems has been decided for him, He doesn't want this to be something that is happening and he simply accepts it, he wants it to be something that Regis wants as well.]
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Eyes closed like he's savoring the warmth of the touch and that only urges Nyx to stroke his fingers along the silvered hair at Regis' temple. The way his face relaxes for a moment before his brows slowly knitting in worry again and his fingers splay out, thumb shifting up to smooth over those lines, trying to ease the tension there.]
Yeah, me neither.
[Not apologetic in any way.]
Sure as hell don't regret ending up here though.
[He almost leans in to steal another kiss but he hesitates, pale blue eyes searching green, looking for something in there that's more than resignation but is, in fact, wanting. So much of what has happened his whole life it seems has been decided for him, He doesn't want this to be something that is happening and he simply accepts it, he wants it to be something that Regis wants as well.]