[ He knows that he doesn't need to ask for permission. That Asra willingly invites him inside but that didn't change that D wanted to wait. Each time. It was to show the magician respect. Honor. All of the emotion that D held inside for him. He wraps his arms around him and holds him close. ]
Asra.
[ D is swept in the feeling that this pale-haired beauty inspires in his heart. ]
It's been too long.
[ He carries Asra towards a chair, sitting down with the smaller man in his lap. They're close this way. As near as they can be. ]
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Asra.
[ D is swept in the feeling that this pale-haired beauty inspires in his heart. ]
It's been too long.
[ He carries Asra towards a chair, sitting down with the smaller man in his lap. They're close this way. As near as they can be. ]