immortalpoet: (crimson)
Vergilius ([personal profile] immortalpoet) wrote 2024-05-26 05:28 pm (UTC)

...I will.

[He'll do his best. He feels akin to a stumbling baby deer, unsure how to find his footing. All of this is so new. To indulge is a strange concept. He leans on her to guide him as much as he attempts to guide her.]

[What a strange thing they have. Strange in the best of ways.]

[He smiles lightly into the kiss, his hand sliding to her ear.]


Now, then. Continue the massage? I hardly want you to be tense.

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