[ doing what feels natural has ever been hythlodaeus' way. in everything, for better or worse, he has followed his heart, and he cannot say that he does not have regrets.. yet also, without risk, there can be no reward. this pull between them will not simply evaporate should they ignore it, if anything the ache will only deepen, and given their shared history - whether or not they remember it - they owe it to one another to explore one another, to get to know one another, and not ignore what is right in front of them. it would be a disservice to them both, and to azem's memory, to cut amri away from his life.
they were friends, after all, in elpis. though their time together there had been brief, he had nevertheless grown fond of her.
at any rate, he cannot help but catch just how she reacts to the brief brush to her ear, and hythlodaeus' brows both lift, his mouth tugging into a smug smirk. ]
Sensitive indeed.
[ yet the words are breathless, for her touch is already teasing lower, lower, lower, and instantly there is a spark of heat igniting in his belly, his lips parting in a low, lengthy exhale. ]
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they were friends, after all, in elpis. though their time together there had been brief, he had nevertheless grown fond of her.
at any rate, he cannot help but catch just how she reacts to the brief brush to her ear, and hythlodaeus' brows both lift, his mouth tugging into a smug smirk. ]
Sensitive indeed.
[ yet the words are breathless, for her touch is already teasing lower, lower, lower, and instantly there is a spark of heat igniting in his belly, his lips parting in a low, lengthy exhale. ]