There was a sense of urgency that Wyatt felt, hearing that so few who knew the ceremony were left; prompting him to grumble audibly. “If it’s possible, get them to hide away; till we’re ready for this. I’d like to do this as properly even if we have to rush it.” He hummed as for the witness, he could think of a few people he trusted to for him; but he’d let Aiden chose whom would bear witness to their joining of souls as at the end of the day… Wyatt only cared that it happened and not so much whom was there. The only thing that mattered was the union; everything else was background noise to Wyatt at this point as the only people who mattered were dead already. He hated that Aiden’s parents would never see Aiden happy like Wyatt intended to make him, but he’d do everything he promised them. That vow he’d made would be seen through.
“I’d like that. Vagabonds on the running and in pursuit of love.” Wyatt muses as he’d go to the end of the known universe and further to have something special and protected with Aiden; hell he was actively fighting everything he knew and grew up with for the man in his arms. He’d give up everything in the world just to have more of this man’s sweet kisses, hear his giggle and feel the warmth of the other’s skin against his own. “I’d love that, getting to show you Ylardar.” He hums as he’d been there a number of times in his life; but to show Aiden the moon… that’d be something just for them.
“How about a warm bath? Let you soak for a few moments while I wash you?” Wyatt offers as he hoped there’d be enough warm water to let Aiden get the pleasing feeling of warmth while Wyatt attended to his needs; did what he could to alleviate some of the stress for the other. “Don’t you worry a single hair on your head about anything else okay? I’m not coming by for that, not right now with everything… I want to have that when I can have it all of the time; not sneaking it like it’s wrong and should be hidden away.” He assured the other, having resulted to using his hand to stem his desires before he came to see Aiden; not that it changed the result… the mere sight of the other naked had Wyatt’s body responding favorably.
With the idea on his mind, Wyatt grabbed a rather thin blanket and inwardly frowned; making a mental note to have something thicker than paper thin delivered to the house the next day while he covered Aiden with the blanket. “Stay here okay?” He says as he walks to the bathroom and beings to draw a bath; thankful the heat holds in the water for as long as he runs it, adding a little bit of lavender bubble bath serum he’d hidden away from Aiden. It was meant to be a surprise and so he went back to the living room to collect his lover and bring him to the surprise he’d made. “Alrighty, let’s get you in the tub while it’s still warm.” Wyatt hums as this wasn’t like the way they use to bath together; in his huge tub were the water was warm for hours and they were pruned up when they left the water, but it would do for the time being.
Aiden exhaled slowly. “I’ll do what I can.” He didn’t want to voice his concern that the ‘other side’ wanted them all eradicated or imprisoned. That wasn’t something to worry Wyatt about, not in one of their few moments together. The last thing he wanted to do was bring up politics, even if his life depended on it. That wasn’t fair to Wyatt. “But... I don’t want to miss our opportunity. I don’t ever want to be without you. In this life or the next.” Aiden truly believed that if their souls weren’t bound together in this ceremony, they would spend their afterlife apart. He didn’t want imagine a world without Wyatt.
The man rested his head against Wyatt yet again, holding him as tight as he could as he listened to his heart beat... he felt the other’s chest move with each breath. It calmed him more than Wyatt could possibly understand. It was that connection he felt, the one that ran so deep that there was once a time it scared Aiden.
“I’d like a bath, my love,” he smiled, whispering the loving name in his native tongue. “Just like old times.” Only old times were spent in a much larger tub. He wasn’t even sure if the two of them would fit in the pathetic shower-tub that he had. As Wyatt explained that he didn’t need anything from him, Aiden feared that he was lying to make him feel better. While sex was used to feel intimacy and show love in his culture, there were other forms of intimacy that were far more important: cooking a meal together, holding hands, sweet kisses, falling asleep in each other’s arms.... to name a few. But Aiden understood that their cultures were different in that aspect and the sex with Wyatt was wonderful. He’d give himself completely to Wyatt if that was what the other desired.
As Wyatt got up, Aiden pouted. He knew that Wyatt would have to leave to fill the tub, but he didn’t have to like it. A sudden chill ran through him as Wyatt’s body warmth left. The blanket did next to nothing to replace the warmth of Wyatt’s arms, but he wrapped it around himself and did his best to keep that warmth in.
He heard the water running and curled up a bit tighter. Seeing Wyatt always made him feel such strong emotions. When his love returned, he slowly stood and walked next to Wyatt into the bathroom, holding his hand tight. He still walked with a slight limp from an old injury. “We can both fit?” There was no way they would both fit, but Aiden wanted that closeness. Begrudgingly, he let go of Wyatt’s hand to undress. He hated the way his body looked now. He wasn’t the man that he was a few months prior. Exhaustion and depression took its toll on the man and he was slowly growing thinner. The scars from the torture he endured after the rebellion fell seemed even more prominent than usual. His shoulders tensed a bit as he stepped into the tub, slowly sinking down into the warm water. The lavender was a wonderful touch as he took a few deep breaths of the calming smell. “Lavender is my favorite. Thank you.”
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