If I Had a Heart | Elijah & Thaddeus
“Oh I think I can deal with that. I’m sure that I’ll end up with marks anyways,” Elijah purred as he tilted his head up so that Thaddeus would divert more of his attention to it. He wanted to get Thaddeus up and moving again- he feared that being a recluse did not fit Thaddeus. The man needed to be outside. He needed to laugh and to be around people that would make him laugh. Not be stuck in his room. Elijah frowned thinking about it.
Elijah closed his eyes as he relished the kiss that they had. It made Elijah press his body against the other man’s. He could sense the tension between them and it almost made him aroused.
“You should get outside. Perhaps practice with the Knights,” Elijah suggested after he pulled away from the kiss. “Being inside like this does not suit you.”
He did not see the problem that Elijah did and he did not respond to it, finding that some isolation could do a man very good every now and then. He slipped his arm beneath the other's body, pulling Eiljah up and on top of himself, a hand tangled in his hair, nipping and kissing at his throat, neck and shoulder, palm sliding flat over his back,Â
'Mm. And if I do not you will come to me here.'
Thaddeus laughed a little bit, letting one of his legs rest between the other's, arm holding him in place.
'I feel comfortable here for the moment, Elijah, I do not with to go outside yet.'












