[ 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. ]
[ His complaint was made breathless by the way he closes his eyes and nuzzles in as D lifts him. Like he's nothing, as weightless as a flower, as weightless as moonlight--
He straddles D's lap and leans in to kiss him. Soft, at first, and then again, deeper-- and again, until he can barely breathe, desperate for the taste of the man he's missed so much that every nerve feels afire with the want just to touch him, to soak in his presence... ]
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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. ]
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[ His complaint was made breathless by the way he closes his eyes and nuzzles in as D lifts him. Like he's nothing, as weightless as a flower, as weightless as moonlight--
He straddles D's lap and leans in to kiss him. Soft, at first, and then again, deeper-- and again, until he can barely breathe, desperate for the taste of the man he's missed so much that every nerve feels afire with the want just to touch him, to soak in his presence... ]