05-20-2020, 04:00 PM
He let his soppy heart be swept away in the kiss. It didn’t bother him they were in public, and it didn’t occur to him that that was the point of Nox’s being here. It felt like a drench of sunlight, the first sweet day of true summer, and he was perfectly enamoured of the sensation. His gaze rose as Nox stood, belatedly understanding that his tease had hit a mark. It warred in him a little; the sense that he didn’t want to become an obstacle in the road to duty, or a distraction that might get Nox killed. But he was also thinking of the warmth of mussed blankets, of the way Nox’s skin smelled, and of the ache left of temperance.
Raffe was romantic in matters of the heart, yet he also lived undeniably in the moment. You couldn’t count on a tomorrow; he’d known that since he was a kid. He cleared his throat a little as he shifted and stood, a little flush, and definitely not looking at the way the other man’s teeth sank into his lip. The answer of his grin was crooked, the light in his eyes as blue as the sky above as he took Nox’s hand.
Raffe was romantic in matters of the heart, yet he also lived undeniably in the moment. You couldn’t count on a tomorrow; he’d known that since he was a kid. He cleared his throat a little as he shifted and stood, a little flush, and definitely not looking at the way the other man’s teeth sank into his lip. The answer of his grin was crooked, the light in his eyes as blue as the sky above as he took Nox’s hand.