the jolt of surprise has him gasping, going rigid against elidibus. for a moment, his blood runs cold with the thought that perhaps this was all a ruse, all a plot elidibus has been scheming, all to have ahrun'ya vulnerable and trusting so he can hurt him in the name of duty or vengeance.
but... no. no, he can't think like that. elidibus has been sincere this whole time, he knows that. he's felt it in elidibus's smile, in the way he trembled when he was held, in his kiss.
and this... doesn't feel painful. it could, ahrun'ya realizes faintly, if elidibus wished it to. but it doesn't. it feels... far, far more intimate than ahrun'ya has ever felt before. it's electrifying, like someone is caressing every sensitive part of his body all at once. it's terrifying, like being held over the precipice of a massive cavern, waiting to fall. it makes him want to cry, and it makes him want to laugh.
(his soul, of course, is denser than most others, due to it having merged with ardbert's... but it's layered, too, with how many peoples' lives he's touched, bound up in ties of fate. there are scars, yes, but most are healed, smoothed over and faded. it is a soul built from hope, and from love.)
ahrun'ya lets out a shuddering breath against elidibus's neck, trembling all over]
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the jolt of surprise has him gasping, going rigid against elidibus. for a moment, his blood runs cold with the thought that perhaps this was all a ruse, all a plot elidibus has been scheming, all to have ahrun'ya vulnerable and trusting so he can hurt him in the name of duty or vengeance.
but... no. no, he can't think like that. elidibus has been sincere this whole time, he knows that. he's felt it in elidibus's smile, in the way he trembled when he was held, in his kiss.
and this... doesn't feel painful. it could, ahrun'ya realizes faintly, if elidibus wished it to. but it doesn't. it feels... far, far more intimate than ahrun'ya has ever felt before. it's electrifying, like someone is caressing every sensitive part of his body all at once. it's terrifying, like being held over the precipice of a massive cavern, waiting to fall. it makes him want to cry, and it makes him want to laugh.
(his soul, of course, is denser than most others, due to it having merged with ardbert's... but it's layered, too, with how many peoples' lives he's touched, bound up in ties of fate. there are scars, yes, but most are healed, smoothed over and faded. it is a soul built from hope, and from love.)
ahrun'ya lets out a shuddering breath against elidibus's neck, trembling all over]
T... themis...