[ It's the realization that there's a secret at play that snaps Azul's mind into sharp focus for a moment and his understanding of this situation finally coalesces. Now he grasps what's happening to him (and well, it's a relief to finally know), and what Kalim is.
And that he's just stumbled upon the keys to a kingdom. How much would the knowledge that the heir of the Asim family is actually a secret omega be worth, even just in terms of leverage alone, never mind material wealth? The sheer potential of the information that's been dropped into his hands staggers.
Azul pulls back slightly so he can see Kalim's face again, and considers just how deeply he could exploit this weakness he's uncovered when their eyes meet and he can read that gentle plea and acceptance in Kalim's expression. His attention travels down Kalim's body and he notices how Kalim's thighs have parted for him and how Kalim's scent remains so phenomenally alluring rather than carrying any hint of fear, and how he could take advantage of this newfound knowledge and...how he could...he could...he... ]
...I promise. I'll protect your secret.
[ He could make Kalim his, except Kalim already is. So much else clicks into place with that conclusion; the lingering of his attention whenever Kalim is near, the persistent urge to keep close he's felt all day, the restlessness over the prospect of sharing this confined space.
Their foreheads brush together, and it draws a soft sigh out of him and softer words, following the need for warmth and touch with a caress of Kalim's cheek. ]
I'll protect you.
[ No one will harm Kalim, no one will exploit this potential weakness, because Azul will keep his Kalim safe. If anyone endangers Kalim he'll drag Kalim down into the depths with him to someplace dark and secret and secure where his prize will be treasured, cradled sweetly in octopus limbs that will just as readily tear any threats apart. ]
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And that he's just stumbled upon the keys to a kingdom. How much would the knowledge that the heir of the Asim family is actually a secret omega be worth, even just in terms of leverage alone, never mind material wealth? The sheer potential of the information that's been dropped into his hands staggers.
Azul pulls back slightly so he can see Kalim's face again, and considers just how deeply he could exploit this weakness he's uncovered when their eyes meet and he can read that gentle plea and acceptance in Kalim's expression. His attention travels down Kalim's body and he notices how Kalim's thighs have parted for him and how Kalim's scent remains so phenomenally alluring rather than carrying any hint of fear, and how he could take advantage of this newfound knowledge and...how he could...he could...he... ]
...I promise. I'll protect your secret.
[ He could make Kalim his, except Kalim already is. So much else clicks into place with that conclusion; the lingering of his attention whenever Kalim is near, the persistent urge to keep close he's felt all day, the restlessness over the prospect of sharing this confined space.
Their foreheads brush together, and it draws a soft sigh out of him and softer words, following the need for warmth and touch with a caress of Kalim's cheek. ]
I'll protect you.
[ No one will harm Kalim, no one will exploit this potential weakness, because Azul will keep his Kalim safe. If anyone endangers Kalim he'll drag Kalim down into the depths with him to someplace dark and secret and secure where his prize will be treasured, cradled sweetly in octopus limbs that will just as readily tear any threats apart. ]