Because it is, in a way, an unthinkable act, and a manifestation of something that is not so much about rational thought, but of joy and delight.
He laughs, the corners of his lips tugging at him, folding the skin of his cheeks, unrelenting and unstoppable. Although the last of his row of low chuckles against Kaveh's mouth stops at a hitch, his body automatically responding to the span of the architect's fingers on him, the lock of their tangled legs tightening now that they're not fighting the inevitable gravity between them.]
Trying to make up for lost time? [Oh, he sounds breathless, and it's intriguing enough to make his eyebrows twitch for half a moment; he's never heard himself like this except when using or training with his swords, and even so, it's not the same.]
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Because it is, in a way, an unthinkable act, and a manifestation of something that is not so much about rational thought, but of joy and delight.
He laughs, the corners of his lips tugging at him, folding the skin of his cheeks, unrelenting and unstoppable. Although the last of his row of low chuckles against Kaveh's mouth stops at a hitch, his body automatically responding to the span of the architect's fingers on him, the lock of their tangled legs tightening now that they're not fighting the inevitable gravity between them.]
Trying to make up for lost time? [Oh, he sounds breathless, and it's intriguing enough to make his eyebrows twitch for half a moment; he's never heard himself like this except when using or training with his swords, and even so, it's not the same.]