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Nyx Ulric ([personal profile] hardbargain) wrote 2018-11-16 06:43 am (UTC)

[The way he hesitates before finishing that touch makes Nyx's breath catch in his chest. He wants to tip his head, press his face into that near touch. But he also doesn't want to push too much, doesn't want to demand too much.

So he holds his breath, he waits, and he sighs heavily when Regis finally lets his fingers touch his cheek. His lips quirk up in a softer version of that cocky grin, his head tipping to brush his lips lightly over Regis' wrist as his hand falls to his shoulder.]


Yeah? I'm sure you were a hellion, huh? Don't worry. I'll help you practice.

[And the simple action of reaching out to touch in return has Nyx pressing himself tight against the seat of the chair, one hand boldly reaching up to sink into silvered hair, crushing his lips to Regis'. There's such a swell of relief, like a weight's been lifted off his shoulders. Something he's carried for so long.

He kisses him hard, demanding and insistent. Unlike Regis Nyx has no idea how this will play out but, like most things in his life, he's willing to dive in head first. What comes will come and he will meet it head on.

At least this promises to be much more fun than most of his hare brained ideas.]

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