[Like his hands, Sion's lips are so soft. So full when compared to Jonathan's scarred lips. Yet they fit together so well. So perfectly. Like they were made for one another.]
As you wish, my king.
[Jonathan takes Sion by the hand, gently and guides him to the bedchamber.
The room is so large and decadent, not like the tiny room Jonathan usually sleeps in. He's never needed a lot of space to sleep in, even before he was given his dungeon laboratory. Usually he's slept in a combination office/bedroom.]
Just you and I.
[His free hand brushes a bit of silky hair behind Sion's ear.]
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As you wish, my king.
[Jonathan takes Sion by the hand, gently and guides him to the bedchamber.
The room is so large and decadent, not like the tiny room Jonathan usually sleeps in. He's never needed a lot of space to sleep in, even before he was given his dungeon laboratory. Usually he's slept in a combination office/bedroom.]
Just you and I.
[His free hand brushes a bit of silky hair behind Sion's ear.]