[Each press of his lips draws a soft grunt of appreciation in turn; sleep is steadily moving further from his mind, and he lightly trails curled fingers down the length of his lover's spine before letting his hand come to rest against the curve at the small of his back.
'Quite glad' is quite an understatement, in truth, but he has ever shown his affection more readily through his actions rather than words.]
In time, I've no doubt it will.
[Tired has ever been his own state of being, but this is something different— a weariness that is almost pleasant in how visceral it feels, compared to the weight that has carried within his very soul for lifetimes beyond counting. For once, Hades himself feels whole, and at last, he is no longer alone.
The past could not be saved, that had been a fool's errand, but that Hydaelyn had seen fit to allow him to recapture this small part of it...
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'Quite glad' is quite an understatement, in truth, but he has ever shown his affection more readily through his actions rather than words.]
In time, I've no doubt it will.
[Tired has ever been his own state of being, but this is something different— a weariness that is almost pleasant in how visceral it feels, compared to the weight that has carried within his very soul for lifetimes beyond counting. For once, Hades himself feels whole, and at last, he is no longer alone.
The past could not be saved, that had been a fool's errand, but that Hydaelyn had seen fit to allow him to recapture this small part of it...
For that, he is grateful.]
I'm glad you're here.