The soft notes of the piano drifted through the house, a melody that stirred and spiraled lightly through the air. It started slow, and then gained speed, reverberating off the walls - although there was no one else around to hear it, the house was empty of people, except one.
Should someone come into the music filled home, they’d only find Aerik downstairs, near the Orchestrion - which was playing a familiar tune. He was standing, good eye closed - head inclined slightly towards the source of the sounds. As the song progressed, he began to move slowly around the room - as if dancing with an invisible partner.
This likely looked unusual, but inside Aerik’s mind - a different scene was unfolding. As the notes stirred the very air around him, he felt himself in a very different place and a different time. A handsome older Roegadyn stood across from him.
“Take my waist,” The Roegadyn urged, and Aerik followed suit. The nearby piano was being played by another person, but the memory clouded their figure. Even the man Aerik was standing with was more of an undefined blur than a sharp image of a person; as the piano picked up tempo, the two swung into a dance that rounded in big circles across the large open space of the house. Aerik’s face was tinged with a blush - and the two moved again, slower this time.
“You want to move like petals caught in a springtime breeze.” The other man said softly, smiling across at the Sea Wolf. “As if on air, light and effortless, without having a destination.” And so they made another pass, the notes still filling the space - another swell into another soft descent, over and over, in and out like a tide of melody - and the distance between the two melted away, before long Aerik was resting against the body of the other man and the two just swayed in the center of the room for quite some time.
The music slowed, became lighter - and Aerik pulled away before moving in to a kiss.
And a soft rap of knuckles on wood would return the Sea Wolf to reality, tears stung at the corners of his eye and he spun quickly to face the stairs - upon which stood Ligart, a soft smile playing on his lips.
“Am I interrupting?” The other Sea Wolf inquired, moving slowly across the room - the Orchestrion finishing its tune, the same one in Aerik’s memory. The older Roegadyn shook his head and quickly used a thumb to brush the water from his good eye. Ligart frowned but said nothing.
There was a short silence between them before the song on the Orchestrion started back from the beginning. Aerik took in the sight of his husband and the ache he felt in his chest slowly vanished and was replaced with warmth. He motioned to the other Sea Wolf.
“Here. Take my waist.” He said. And Ligart did.
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