[Yes and Asa says it so fervently that Edmund has to wonder at it. Overthinking and privately second-guessing himself is something of a habit, a bad one but habit nonetheless. For a moment he has to do just that, to wonder if he had put off his own feelings for too long due to impropriety or if he had should have waited still for Asa to come forward in the end lest he sway the younger man by virtue of his kingship.
But Asa was a gentle, cautious soul and, though Edmund scarcely let himself believe it could be true fo so long, he was not one to be so bold as to say outright what was in his heart. It had to be him that final put words to the careful tension between them. Now that he had he could hardly believe the response, though. 'Yes' on sweet lips and a gesture that screamed 'Kiss me, please!' and then Edmund was leaning in to meet the younger man.
It was only the lightest brush of lips against lips first, a ghost of a kiss that was followed by a soft breeze rustling through the trees. Edmund turned aside to look up at them briefly, holding a finger to his lips and shushing the dancing murmur of a silver birch with a gesture that was as close to playful as he ever got. Then his gaze went back to Asa, a true, full smile on his lips and amusement in his tone.]
I give it till supper before Lucy comes nagging at you with questions on my behalf. [And then he was finally, finally pressing his lips to Asa's in a firm, sweet kiss, savoring the spark of heat that warmed his cheeks and his heart with even that simple gesture.]
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But Asa was a gentle, cautious soul and, though Edmund scarcely let himself believe it could be true fo so long, he was not one to be so bold as to say outright what was in his heart. It had to be him that final put words to the careful tension between them. Now that he had he could hardly believe the response, though. 'Yes' on sweet lips and a gesture that screamed 'Kiss me, please!' and then Edmund was leaning in to meet the younger man.
It was only the lightest brush of lips against lips first, a ghost of a kiss that was followed by a soft breeze rustling through the trees. Edmund turned aside to look up at them briefly, holding a finger to his lips and shushing the dancing murmur of a silver birch with a gesture that was as close to playful as he ever got. Then his gaze went back to Asa, a true, full smile on his lips and amusement in his tone.]
I give it till supper before Lucy comes nagging at you with questions on my behalf. [And then he was finally, finally pressing his lips to Asa's in a firm, sweet kiss, savoring the spark of heat that warmed his cheeks and his heart with even that simple gesture.]