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>1. sender tucks hair out of receiver's face.

2. sender offers receiver a bite from their fork.

3. sender places their feet / legs in receiver's lap.

4. sender offers receiver an earbud to share their music.

5. sender comforts receiver in the aftermath of a nightmare.

6. sender gives receiver company in the hospital.

7. sender wraps their arms around a hysterical receiver to calm them.

8. sender shows up at receiver's home late at night.

9. sender falls asleep leaning against receiver.

10. sender wields a weapon at receiver.

11. sender runs their fingers through receiver's hair.

12. sender invites receiver to dance.

13. sender takes a picture / video of receiver.

14. sender places their head in receiver's lap.

15. sender and receiver make eye contact across a busy room.

16. sender pushes receiver against a wall to kiss them.

17. sender and receiver cook together.

18. sender comes to receiver after being injured.

19. sender sits in receiver's lap.

20. sender lifts receiver's chin, invoking eye contact.

21. sender overtakes receiver in combat.

22. sender finds receiver injured / bloodied.

23. sender straightens an article of receiver's clothes.

24. sender crawls into bed with receiver.

25. sender rolls their eyes at receiver.

26. sender lights receiver's cigarette / joint.

27. sender is caught wearing receiver's clothes.

28. sender strikes receiver with a pillow.

29. sender writes a note on receiver's skin: [ note ]

30. sender wraps a blanket around receiver's shoulders.

31. sender runs and jumps into receiver's arms.

32. sender shoves receiver out of anger.

33. sender hovers over receiver's shoulder as they complete a task.

34. sender is found by receiver somewhere they shouldn't be.

35. sender curls up against receiver in their sleep.

36. sender is found drunk by receiver.

37. sender throws an item of sentiment bitterly at receiver.

38. sender joins receiver in the shower.

39. sender is caught following receiver.

40. sender traces one of receiver's scars / bruises.

41. sender twines their fingers with receiver's.

42. sender barges into receiver's home unannounced.

43. sender kicks receiver's shin beneath a table.

44. sender aggressively shoves past receiver.

45. sender kisses receiver's forehead / cheek.

46. sender pulls receiver out of harm's way.

47. sender is found sobbing by receiver.

48. sender locks receiver out of their room.

49. sender brings receiver coffee / tea in the morning.

50. sender rests their forehead against receiver's.

51. sender plays a song for receiver that reminds them of them: [ song ]

52. sender takes a punch / stab / bullet meant for receiver.

53. sender buys receiver a drink at a bar.

54. sender needs receiver's help getting in the bath.

55. sender and receiver cross paths in the kitchen late at night.

56. sender twists receiver's arm behind their back.

57. sender winks at receiver.

58. sender is found collapsed by receiver.

59. sender prevents an injured receiver from getting up.

60. sender claps a hand over receiver's mouth to silence them.

61. sender cages receiver against a wall / the floor with their arms.

62. sender storms away from receiver during an argument.

63. sender is found by receiver sleeping in receiver's bed.

64. sender applies / touches up receiver's makeup.

65. sender throws receiver into a wall during combat.

66. sender dances sensually with receiver.

67. sender strikes receiver across the face.

68. sender places their hand on receiver's leg while driving.

69. sender pulls a chair out from under receiver.

70. sender catches receiver's wrist when they turn to leave.

71. sender leaves an intimate mark on receiver.

72. sender beats receiver in a video game.

73. sender and receiver stand in stunned silence after a fight.

74. sender cares for receiver while they're sick.

75. sender and receiver go on a hike.

76. sender is caught snooping in receiver's things.

77. sender and receiver cuddle while watching television.

78. sender throws something aggressively at receiver.

79. sender creeps up behind receiver to scare them.

80. sender and receiver go shopping together.

81. sender helps receiver dye / style their hair.

82. sender draws receiver into a kiss by the back of their neck.

83. sender is discovered having a panic attack by receiver.

84. sender accidentally injures receiver during sparring.

85. sender grabs receiver roughly by the hair.

86. sender brings receiver to their knees during combat.

87. sender shows receiver evidence of a lie they told.

88. sender winks seductively / mockingly at receiver.

89. sender yells at receiver to put their hands in the air.

90. sender helps receiver patch up a wound.

91. sender holds receiver as they cry.

92. sender silently and angrily points receiver towards the door.

93. sender gestures for receiver to sit down.

94. sender pulls receiver into their lap.

95. sender cradles receiver's face.

96. sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger.

97. sender has hidden an injury from receiver, and receiver finds out.

98. sender confronts receiver about their unhealthy behavior.

99. sender proposes to receiver.

100. wildcard! make up your own scenario.

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[ Aether is a stranger but Lycaon has felt a bit of a kinship with him, doesn't see him as someone with nefarious purposes. He usually trusts his instincts on this kind of thing which is why he only explained the custom to Aether instead of chastise him about it.

So, he bows his head slightly, shyly, and sets the teapot down. His tail wags a little then before curling against his waist and he takes it in hand a little awkwardly. ]

Usually, I would agree with you, but I do find your company to be rather nice and I don't feel ill intent from you. So, if you would like... I would permit you to pet my tail, with permission now.

[ It's a little embarrassing to admit this and he would absolutely die if Aether went around later and told people Lycaon agreed to let him touch his tail, but he doesn't think he will. Which is why he offered this in the first place. ]

[He's silent at first, taking in the situation, observing Lycaon's expression, the way shyness shows in his movements, the way his tail wags. The permission is very much unexpected, but the traveler recovers from his surprise fast. A smile warms up his face as he leans closer.]

I'm also enjoying your company and you've been nothing but kind to me. You're even willing to entrain my whim.

[He laughs softly, but fear not. He understands that Lycaon is making an exception just for him and he's not planning to tell anyone about it.]

Thank you.

[It's still there. A smile bright and warm like he's trying to reassure Lycaon. His hand then slowly reaches towards the tail, fingers stroking the soft fur with care. It's so fluffy and nice to the touch that it's almost dangerous. Aether's eyes close. He could stay like this forever...]

[ Lycaon's tail is soft and warm and lightly cologned. He takes incredible care of it and the rest of his fur and while it's a little embarrassing to let someone touch his tail, he does not find Aether's touches unbearable at all.

Instead he just steps closer and lets Aether pet it as much as he wants. He's even allowed to press his face into it if he wants, Lycaon would not mind that.

Still, he is blushing a little under his fur from the attention being paid to his tail but... it's also kind of nice. Not bad at all, really. ]

[In all honesty, he would absolutely press his face into it if he didn't think that it might be overstepping. He's already getting so much from this anyway. His fingers tangle more into the fur, enjoying how warm it is but still being gentle with it.

Then suddenly he pauses and looks up at Lycaon with his amber eyes. The smile dims on his face.]

Um... Why don't you sit next to me? I don't want you to be uncomfortable. [Then he adds:] And if you want me to stop, then don't hesitate to tell me. I can... really do this for a while.

[Now it's his turn to look a bit embarrassed as he tries to smile again. Lycaon has a very dangerous tail, it's so easy to forget oneself while petting it!]

[ Ah, right. He had been busy serving the tea and then now the part with his tail... well, yes, it'd probably be less strange to sit next to Aether instead. ]

Yes, alright. I will... do that. And please, do not worry, you are more than welcome to continue.

[ He will adjust some things first, bringing the coffee table in front of them with the tea on it closer before sitting on the couch next to Aether. His tail will move to lay across Aether's lap and Lycaon will begin to serve himself some tea.

His tail even wags a little, happy. ]

[Aether gives a nod in response, his expression warm and bright once more. It hasn't been even a day since the two of them met and he's already growing fond of Lycaon. Maybe it's just easier considering the other's kindness and how he's indulging Aether? Who knows.

He waits patiently as Lycaon finishes the adjustments and joins him on the couch. The next thing he knows there's a tail right on his lap and its light wagging makes Aether grin to himself. It's good to know that he's not the only one enjoying this.

This time he runs his hands fully against the tail, fingers tracing waves into the fur as Aether almost leans against his companion's side. The warmth over his lap as well as the one radiating from Lycaon is so inviting and nice. Like it's asking him to relax and leave all the worries behind.]

[ That's part of why Lycaon has invited Aether so closely, even though he doesn't know him. It feels as if the other man needs this, the comfort and the companionship even though he's still so new to New Eridu. Lycaon is not one to turn down someone in need and the loneliness he gets from Aether he does not think is imagined.

So, he can pet his tail while Lycaon drinks his tea. That is totally fine. And as Aether sways a little to his side as if to lean against him, all Lycaon does is shift on the couch to be able to be comfortable enough for that.

A silent invitation, for Aether to take it if he wants to. ]

[And here he thought he was masking his loneliness pretty well. He's not doing that great all alone, no matter how much he would like to claim otherwise, so the way Lycaon is so warm and welcoming makes him want to lean on the other. Literally and figuratively.

It doesn't escape his notice that Lycaon gets himself comfortable, inviting him. Aether doesn't move at first, before smiling to himself and carefully shifting closer. His form leans against the other and he sighs lightly, soaking in the warmth. It's relaxing. Comforting, in a way.

Aether is silent, unmoving, eyes closed as he's taking in the moment. Then, suddenly, he quietly says:]

Are you sure about this?

[He grins and looks up, cheek sinking into Lycaon's side.]

Are you sure you should be spoiling me so much? First it was tail, now it's your closeness. You never know when I'll start asking to touch your ears.

[His tone is full of amusement.]

[ Lycaon is comfortable as Aether sinks in against him, pleased to be able to provide such companionship to someone he thinks might crave it very much. He is sipping his tea as Aether looks up and speaks and smiles in amusement against the edge of his teacup before setting it down. ]

If anything, the fact that you've asked that shows me that my actions are well-regarded. I do not mind providing for you, Master Aether.

[ And he will move his arm from the side of him that Aether is leaning against to curl around Aether's shoulders instead, soft hand moving to pet Aether's hair just a little as he holds him against his side. ]

Though... my ears are rather, ah, sensitive so please let me know before you reach for them.

[ He looks a little flustered then. ]

[He... doesn't even feel like he's accompanied by a stranger. It's so easy to find comfort by Lycaon's side, almost like they've known each other for a long time. He's brought closer, an arm wraps around him and it's both strong and soft. And warm like a blanket.

Maybe he's dreaming. He succumbs to this gentle treatment, sighing softly under his breath as Lycaon pets his hair. He's clearly enjoying it, even though a bit of a blush paints his cheeks.

Still, he can't hide the surprise that Lycaon would agree to more. Aether feels like he's getting spoiled rotten here. It's almost unfair, especially when his companion looks flustered again.]

Now I really have to ask... Why? You barely know anything about me, but you're willing to indulge me so much.

[It's not unwelcome, if anything Aether is touched by the gentle nature of the thiren, but at the same time it doesn't seem like this is the kind of treatment everyone is getting from Lycaon, judging from his embarrassment before and now.]

[ Maybe it's because he's also been the same type of lonely he can sense from Aether but Lycaon does not feel the urge to push him away. Only to continue to tend to him and make him feel, if only for now, that he is not alone and he has someone in this new city that he's only just arrived in.

(Lycaon cannot even guess that this is a new world altogether for Aether. He thinks he must be from the Outer Ring, maybe? Either way, New Eridu is new for him.)

So, he shrugs a little at Aether's question and continues to pet his hair gently, holding him close. ]

I've been new and alone before myself. I... don't want you to feel how I did, how out of place I felt. I want you to have someone and even if we've only just really met, I would like to be that someone.

[ It only strikes him after he says it how intimate that sounds but he does not take it back, only coughs lightly into his hand and looks a little embarrassed. ]

[When Aether hears those words a very bright blush overtakes his face. Even the tips of his ears are red. His gaze remains on Lycaon, waiting for the other to say something more, but instead there's only slight embarrassment on his companion's face.

Aether's heart beats faster. The sentiment moves him to the core, but it seems like there's something more he's feeling now. He's... puzzled with himself, but he doesn't move away. He wishes to trust those words and lean on kindness offered to him. It's almost as if Lycaon was everything he's ever wanted. Someone who understands.

He breathes out (he didn't even realize he was holding his breath) and presses his head to Lycaon's side so that the other wouldn't see his face.]

Honestly... You really are too kind.

[So very kind and gentle. Can Aether even accept it? He wants to. He really does. It would be so easy to trust Lycaon.]

So kind that I'm not sure what to respond... [He lets a small chuckle, but it's forced.]

[ Lycaon is able to spot the blush on Aether's face and feels warm himself at the clear shyness that Aether is showing. He gives a small, warm smile though Aether might not be able to see it with the way he buries himself against Lycaon instead.

There's a closeness here that they're both craving and Lycaon is happy to give it to Aether. It isn't as if he has any reason not to beyond the fact they're new to each other's lives — but if Aether is receptive, then is it not fine to accept?

His voice is soothing and quiet when he replies, hand dropping to squeeze Aether's shoulder lightly. ]

You don't have to respond. Just — come here.

[ It's easy, with how much smaller Aether is than him, to scoop him up and transfer him to Lycaon's lap properly. He'll curl his tail around his waist to settle in Aether's lap and wrap his arms around his body to hold him to his chest. Aether will still be able to pet his tail but they're much more entwined now. ]

All you have to do is... enjoy it.

[He's so confused with his own feelings that he never protests. He ends up in Lycaon's lap, fluff tail wrapped around his waist, arms pulling him close into embrace. He sinks into gentle warmth, soft closeness, sweet promises, patient words realizing more and more how badly he's been longing for all of them.

They're strangers, he keeps on reminding himself, and yet it doesn't feel important at all. He's never felt this kind of strong connection to someone before. In the past, in a different world he's heard of people looking for soulmates or their destined other half and he can't help but wonder if meeting one's soulmate feels just like this. Just this overwhelming sense of wanting to be by the other's side.

He's silent for a moment or two, taking in the warmth that wraps around him, before he pulls away, just enough to look at his companion. His hands slowly reach up to touch Lycaon's cheeks and brush the fur there ever so gently.]

I'm enjoying every moment with you.

[The blush on Aether's cheeks is still there, but his eyes are on his companion, gazing at him with fondness.]

I'm just worried that... I'll keep on wanting more from you. That I'll want to always have you by my side.

[They're strangers, this is crazy. And yet Aether's heart only beats faster in his chest.]

[ A soulmate, huh? Lycaon wouldn't know what to say to that — because of his own insecurities and nothing more — but the overwhelming rightness he feels right now is just the same as Aether's and he can do nothing but give into it. As Aether pulls back to touch his cheeks, Lycaon blinks slowly and then leans in to nuzzle against Aether's palm.

His hands move to settle on Aether's waist, warm and enveloping as he holds him in his lap. He closes his eye for a moment, sighing contently as he breathes in Aether's scent and feels at peace.

Then Aether's words come and Lycaon only gives a soft laugh, eye opening again as he stares back at Aether with warmth. ]

Is that so bad, Master Aether? Companionship is... hard to come by and worth cherishing when you find it. If you want me by your side, so be it, you shall have it.

[ He feels confident as he says it, as he commits himself to Aether because it feels... like he can. Aether doesn't have anything or anyone right now, which is part of how they ended up here together. Lycaon couldn't bear to draw a line between them right now when it wouldn't feel anything but cruel and wrong to do so. Whatever Aether needs, Lycaon will provide.

He turns his head then to press the softest kiss to the middle of Aether's palm as he holds his face before nuzzling in against it once more. ]

[It's absolutely endearing to watch Lycaon nuzzle into Aether's palm. The traveler's heart melts in his chest and he would love to spoil his companion in return. But before he ever gets a chance to think what to do, there are hands on his waist, settling against the bare skin. It makes him shiver slightly, only stirring his craving for touch further. He's never realized he was this touch-starved, but again, he can't get enough of Lycaon and his caring attention.]

It's not. It couldn't be anything bad. I just want to make sure that our wishes are the same... Ah.

[He lets a surprised noise when lips press against his palm. It's such a tender gesture and it strikes Aether deeply. Whatever doubts he had before are dispelled with just this one kiss and it shows in his eyes, in the way his body fully relaxes. Aether leans forward, his free hand gently moving to touch his companion's chest, palm settling right over his heart.]

I guess I have my answer.

[Aether's eyes close and the gap between the two of them finally disappears, sealed with a gentle kiss. It's short-lived, but it carries all the affection that Aether holds in his heart.]

[ They were toeing that fuzzy line between romance and not. The affection blossoming between the two wasn't entirely platonic in nature. There was a need there, to touch and be touched, and Lycaon is adult enough to acknowledge that. Which is why he kissed his palm. Aether could very easily dismiss it as something light and affectionate, a platonic gesture but he did not. He took that as permission and it was, in fact, permission.

So when Aether leans in, Lycaon is not entirely surprised. He just watches the other man close the distance between them and when his lips press against Lycaon's own, Lycaon can only kiss back equally gentle as his hands slide over bare skin, one moving up to rest against the small of Aether's back. Big, broad, and warm, his hands continue to hold Aether in place for now.

When the kiss breaks, Lycaon tilts his head to rub his nose against Aether's and smiles warmly at the other man. ]

I enjoyed that very much. Maybe this is forward, however I don't think you'll mind, but I would like to do that again.

[ He drags Aether a little closer then, the hand on his back pressing him forward to settle more into Lycaon's lap. He's not straddling Lycaon but, honestly, Lycaon wouldn't mind if he were. For now, he's going to lean in and if Aether does not stop him, he will kiss him again. This kiss is less gentle and a bit more firm, a bit more loving. ]

[Romance was never something Aether was seeking, considering his nature as an outsider, an alien being living far longer than anything else. But right now that sad reality doesn't seem to be matter. He could never win the battle against this blooming affection, because Lycaon is special. It's almost as if Aether's heart chose him and the traveller could never question this choice.

As they share their first kiss, Aether is overwhelmed with how wonderfully warm it is. It's such a new experience to him, too, and it's exciting. His heart only beats faster as if demanding to be freed from his chest. The hands on his skin pull out another involuntary reaction from Aether, betraying how much he's enjoying the other's touch.

Aether's eyes remain closed for a moment longer once the kiss ends. When he finally opens them, he feels Lycaon rubbing his nose affectionately against his own and Aether smiles returning the gesture.

Then there's that... suggestion? Invitation?

Aether's breath shudders. Lycaon is right. He won't mind at all.

The moment he feels a press against his back, Aether moves closer, only to realize that the way his legs are right now does not satisfy him. He shifts on Lycaon's lap, eventually straddling his companion and pressing their bodies together as much as possible. His face grows bright red at the contact, considering how intimate it is, but before his brain has any chance to question anything, Lycaon is already kissing him again.

He can tell there's love in it. A small sigh forms in the back of his throat as Aether wraps his arms around his companion and kisses back. His lips glide against the other's, happily offering his own love in exchange for Lycaon's affection. His mouth parts, inviting the other or maybe selfishly asking for more.]

[ Aether shifts in his lap and that's enough to get a soft, pleased noise from Lycaon as their lips connect and he's able to kiss Aether even more. He didn't pay much mind to Aether's outfit earlier but now with the seemingly younger man in his lap like this, he's definitely taking into account just how much skin he has on display. It's... nice. Nice to touch.

Aether's arms wrap around him as well and Lycaon is more than happy to curl his own arms around Aether's waist, to drag him flush against him and to kiss him deeper. His head tilts and their mouths press firmer together, with Lycaon sliding his tongue in against Aether's mouth and licking into it. There's another soft groan against him and the two of them will definitely continue to make out for a while unless Aether chooses to pull away sooner rather than later.

For Lycaon though, he'll only pull away after the need for air becomes a little pressing and that's when he'll break off from Aether and pant softly against him. There was equal parts affection and attraction in that kiss and Lycaon watches Aether with half-lidded eyes, gaze warm.

His hand will lift then to cup Aether's cheek and he brushes his thumb against Aether's soft skin, enjoying the feeling against him. ]

This... wasn't my intention in bringing you here, but I can't say I'm unhappy about the direction.

[Aether can't hide how much he's enjoying the moment. There's a soft moan escaping him when their bodies are pressed together so tightly, Lycaon's strong arms so warm against his bare skin. Then he moans again when his silent invitation is accepted and the kiss is deepened. Their tongues meet and the sensation is electrifying. Aether grips the other a bit more tightly, his chest pushes right into his partner's. Everything feels so wonderful and he doesn't want to stop.

It's such a shame that they have to breathe. It's only when Lycaon pulls away that Aether realizes how much his own lungs are begging for air. They're so close now that every breath Lycaon takes sends waves through Aether's body, making him gasp for air and making his heart beat so much faster. Then he looks up and is met with a warm gaze, before a hand presses against his cheeks and a thumbs traces his skin. Aether sighs and leans into that tender touch, before looking at the other again. His own gaze is dazed, as if drunk with love. If someone told him just hours ago that it was possible to fall so deeply for someone in a matter of moments he would've never believed it.

But here he is now.

He laughs lightly as he nuzzles into Lycaon's palm, his own hands tracing the other's form as if he tried to commit every muscle to memory.]

I can't say any of this was my intention either... But it all feels right. [He breathes in and out slowly, as if relieved. Despite the mad beating of his heart, he feels at peace by Lycaon's side.] It's... all such a new experience to me, too. I've never considered being like this with anyone.

[He chuckles ever so slightly, like a joke has been just told. In reality, he has his reason and he's wondering if he should be honest about it all now. It could destroy this blissful time he's having, but eventually he'll have to face reality...]

[ Lycaon can see the affection all over Aether's face and imagines his expression is not quite different. He feels warm all over, his heart thumping steadily, though maybe a little quicker, in his chest. And he aches to touch Aether some more, to kiss him some more, to hear more of those delicate moans of his. Aether is such a lovely thing in his arms and to let go of him would be the absolutely worst thing possible right now. He feels so happy to be so close to someone that he is... quite smitten with, if not more.

It really does feel right to be here, with Aether. Like he found something he didn't know he was looking for.

At Aether's words, Lycaon leans in and presses a kiss to Aether's forehead and then lower, to the cheek that his hand is not caressing. Then he pulls back and looks at him curiously. ]

Have you not had a partner before, Master Aether?

[ Though the idea of being someone who Aether would consider partner worthy is ... very nice. He gets the feeling that Aether is not usually this open with anyone so to be the exception makes him feel a little fluttery in his chest. Ah, he feels like a schoolboy with his first crush suddenly. ]

[His face brightens at the sweet kisses pressed to his forehead and cheek, but this happy expression dims ever so slightly when the question is asked. Aether continues to smile, but it's somehow forced. His eyes close and his hand reaches up to press Lycaon's hand more against his cheek. It's almost as if Aether wants to bury himself in the comfort of other's touch.]

No. Never. You're first in so many ways.

[He grins, before sighing to himself. It's time to face reality.]

I travel all the time. I've been travelling for as long as I can remember... Asking someone to wait for me, when I'm unsure if I'll ever be able to return to them is too cruel. I don't know how long I can stay anywhere either.

[He pulls away, but holds Lycaon's hand close to himself.]

It may be strange to say, but... I feel so at peace by your side. You're special. I've never felt this way before about anyone. But one day I may set off on another journey and never come back. [His brows furrow, a pained expression on his face.] I don't want to break your heart.

[He's torn between wanting to apologize and wanting to keep what they have now, no matter how short-lived this experience would be. He wishes for Lycaon to be loved and cared for, he wishes to show him how appreciate he is, but at the same time Aether is too aware how painful this romance may become.]

[ When Aether presses more firmly into his hand, Lycaon continues to caress it and curls his other arm around his waist again, pulling him closer onto him. Chest to chest, Lycaon stays in Aether's space to hopefully make him feel warm and wanted. That's his goal in holding onto Aether so closely.

And as he speaks, Lycaon listens. He nods his head. He understands what Aether is saying, but he does have some questions. It's an interesting story but — ]

Is there no chance of you staying in New Eridu permanently?

[ There are so few other surviving civilizations because of the Hollows and it doesn't look like Aether is very old. He must not have been traveling for very long, relatively speaking, so perhaps it is time to settle. ]

Not that I would pressure you if you do not want to or cannot stay. I know that I would enjoy your company as long as you would allow me to have it. I do not want to be apart from you and — [ A pause, he considers. ] And I can recover from a broken heart if need be. Do not worry about me.

[It works. Aether is easily pulled closer, surrendering to the warmth with a small sigh. Lycaon's presence is grounding him, but at the same time making him wonder how he was even able to live without Lycaon up till now.

Aether listens to the other's reply and can't help but shake his head.]

I will always worry about you. [He pulls Lycaon's hand close to his lips and kisses his fingers with care, one by one. He's affection is tender.] You deserve only the best things in life.

[Aether can't accept all this kindness and love if he can't return it back.]

I... can stay. But my appearance will remain the same no matter how many years pass. [They won't be able to grow old together.

Aether is quiet for a moment, before pressing his weight further into Lycaon, coaxing him to relax against the sofa. Then, Aether shifts so he could face the other better. His hand reaches to his companion's cheek caressing it just as lovingly as if to return the favour. And yet, the question he's about to ask holds a sad note:]

Would you be able to accept that, too? [Romance is a complicated thing in his case and it's only for the best if Lycaon is aware of that.]

[ As Aether encourages him to relax into the sofa, Lycaon does. His other hand settles on Aether's hip, thumb brushing over the bare skin there and enjoying their close proximity. He wants to kiss Aether again, he thinks, but this is an important conversation so he takes his time to listen to what Aether is saying instead.

The kisses to his hand, the soft words, all of it has Lycaon's heart feeling so fond and so full. He's so smitten with the other man and wants so desperately to have him in all the ways he can. He sighs softly, caressing him gently and listens to what he says.

His appearance will... stay the same? Hm, it looks like Lycaon's initial understanding of Aether might have been off. He's a little confused by what that means but he's trusting Aether to explain as he can. He turns his head then to kiss Aether's palm when it caresses his face. ]

I can accept that. I don't... entirely understand it but this is a world full of unexplainable but wonderful things and if you are another, then I embrace that.

[ He sighs then. ]

Can I kiss you again, my heart?

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