[ Coaxed he is - easily, which is something obvious about Yzak once one gets to know him, but it's not like anybody else can do it particularly like this. So he does move, to get physically closer to Blue, leaving his water bottle behind. ]
Miss is a strong word. I think I can live without them in reality.
[ It's him who melts against Blue, now that he's settled in closer. Hand still clutching one of his, Yzak shuts his eyes softly when he kisses him again, holding it for longer, pressing in to deepen it. ]
... but they were rather nice. Those sorts of wings are beautiful already when they're small. [ On a butterfly. He feels his face heat up. ] So on you... they were even moreso.
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Miss is a strong word. I think I can live without them in reality.
[ It's him who melts against Blue, now that he's settled in closer. Hand still clutching one of his, Yzak shuts his eyes softly when he kisses him again, holding it for longer, pressing in to deepen it. ]
... but they were rather nice. Those sorts of wings are beautiful already when they're small. [ On a butterfly. He feels his face heat up. ] So on you... they were even moreso.