Victor's unhidden gaze darted towards the individual he had been in the company of who know how long, he kept no track of time as he saw little point in it. His hands gripped the hips of the younger while he pressed a kiss against his lips, he was unwilling to release the silver haired male despite his incoming end. He wanted to make it last even though it was going to be hard to part ways when the time came. At least he could make it a lasting memory for the other or he secretly hoped.
The lullaby they share is the TICKING of their time. What they resides in is their arms, their presence -- and it makes them WHOLE. Just as his parallel lover welds his lips against his own, they instantly fits like a COMPLETE puzzle. Turquoise orbs swims in pure bliss as he basks in the euphoria that are always ripped callously from his grasp ( and this will be naught but an addition in due time ). Time is theirs, and it represents the duration when they can love. He exchanges murmurs of sweet nothings between their fervent kisses, the promises that his heart shall always be his -- and his alone. He pours his devotion, brimming them both in a FELICITY that they do not deserve. Thus their illustration of amor continues for their rebellious tiers refuse to part. His own fingers comb through the elder's raven locks as they kissed, and kissed. { They are happy, they are content. } 「but, oh...?」 The dream is b r o k e n
❝Victor... Victor...❞
He chokes on the lingering smell of his late love.
