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Rafe relaxed into Noel when the younger man pulled him in for a kiss, still a bit surprised that the man had said yes in the first place. He’d been preparing himself for the very good chance that his boyfriend would end up turning him down. The guard huffed softly when the kiss ended, breaking eye contact with Noel and smiling a little. “Oh, okay, good. I’m – yeah.” He cleared his throat, starting to take the ring out of the box.
“Happy?” Noel asked watching Rafe get the ring from the box. It was a lovely ring and part of him was nervous and excited about what it would mean to have it on his finger. Yes he was Rafe’s asset, but he knew that the man never bought him to own him. He bought him because he wanted to be with him and a love had blossomed between them that had sated Noel’s need to leave. At times he wanted too, but less now and even less once he felt the ring on his finger such an unfamiliar weight he was eager to be familiar with.
“Are you sure Rafael?” Noel said pulling his finger back slightly before it was on all the way. It fitting perfectly, another surprise at how well Rafe did at getting things right when it was to do with him. “Won’t....won’t some be angry with you if...what if I don’t make you happy. My hands are very cold sometimes.” He offered it feeling like Rafe’s nervousness traveled to him.
















