"We Knights value individuality. We are a gathering of individuals, and we do not unite. But I want to believe that through the experience we’ve gained from many, many battles, we have formed a bond between us. I want to believe we’ve become comrades with the same will. No, that we have become like a family."
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Date: 2024-02-20 06:48 (UTC)Otherwise, if something happens again... Leviathan could be hurt or trapped in a difficult situation. And he...entrusted this to him. He will see it through properly, even if his heart does ache a little.
Bending down he cups his cheeks carefully within his gentle hands. He watches him for a moment, his eyes shifting between those mismatched ones that stare back at him, as though making sure this is truly okay, and he is ready. No protest arises, and after his gaze lingers a moment more, he follows through.
Eyes closing, his lips press softly against Leviathan, his mouth velvet and warm as a bittersweet ache intensifies in his heart. It is accompanied by an electric thrill. He can feel his pulse racing in his veins and a heady heat rise to his cheeks. Subtly, his fingers shift, one hand threading into his hair to curl. The other continues to cup his cheek in his palm. His mouth parts and he deepens the kiss, tasting his lips and seeking more. Behind them are those razer sharp teeth- a thrill he never experienced on that day with the pins.
Surely this should be enough to satisfy the requirements of the spell.]