[He ducks his head slightly as Taryon lifted himself up and his forehead is graced with a kiss. Gentle with the soft brush of his mustache. A small smile tugs at his lips as they part.
Yes, that had felt as nice as he thought it had looked.]
It is. [He squeezes his hand warmly, coming closer at a languid speed, talking until his lips ghost over Taryon's temple ] I'm happy I suggested it.
[He gives him a kiss there, then down closer to his eyebrow.]
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Yes, that had felt as nice as he thought it had looked.]
It is. [He squeezes his hand warmly, coming closer at a languid speed, talking until his lips ghost over Taryon's temple ] I'm happy I suggested it.
[He gives him a kiss there, then down closer to his eyebrow.]