It's sinday but it wasn't a sin. His love for the other was real and raw. With love and care kisses are placed on his neck and shoulders. He loved the ghost, he loved Spirit. His love could be felt as he held him in his arms, how gentle his nuzzles could be. The soft whispers of "I love you." Yes, it was sinday. But his love for the ghost was never a sin.
Not so long ago, Ryou's kisses, caresses and nuzzles were as cold as his "I love you"'s. Devoid of warmth, full of of pain and betrayal.
Not long ago, he would have accepted all of that and every ounce of his rage as he tore into him to show how much he wanted him and desired him. That was then only thing he could offer Ryou, payment for the sin and terror he had caused him. And he was willing to die a hundred deaths by his hand as interests if it meant that it would relieve some of Ryou's broken heart and spirit.
But now, it was warm. All of it was warm, gentle and had a soft embrace. Even during their more rougher moments, he could feel Ryou's care and deliberate motions. He craved to be near him, it was all he ever wanted was to reside with someone warm and grant their wishes and make them happy. His chin was lifted and his neck accepted all his kisses, but he had some too for the other.
With fingers reaching up and threading through his hair he pulled him towards him. "I love you too...thank you for being here." Hw whispered with their foreheads touching.
