Going Deeper

[Nox]

Nox was relieved that Jay was alright. He felt lighter, more quiet than he had since he lost the arm, but there were still a few far off noises he'd deal with later. Jay's hand enclosed around his good one with celebratory comment. He didn't get to say 'we did it' as lips pressed against him and Nox sank into the connection. They always had a connection, and it wasn't always about the sex. Though the fucking war they'd just gone through, the fighting, the pain, and now the quiet, there was a need. A desire that was all his own.

His right hand was occupied and he was content to leave it there. Nox returned the kiss with hunger and eagerness but the guild poured through his veins. Normally he'd not reach up to another person he didn't want to harm with the mechanical hand, but he did and gripped the front of Jay's shirt. He pulled the other man closer, kissed him a little harder, tried to express the raw emotion he felt before he broke the kiss. He didn't push Jay away. The hairs breath between their lips could be breached without any further action. "Jay." he whispered on bated breath. "I really shouldn't do this."

It wasn't being faithful that was truly eating at Nox. Raffe knew his past, knew where he'd come from, how he'd found who he'd found. Confessed his desire of Jay. But it was his word he gave. And Nox had nothing to offer but his word. Nothing else to offer. "I made a promise. If I break it. I have nothing left."