@herosluminis // requested.
Urianger crowds into Thancred's space, demanding and receiving his attention in monopoly. Hands cup his jaw. Urianger's rings are warmed from body heat, nothing on him is cold when it comes to Thancred. Thancred has to look at him, Urianger catching his gaze with a fond smile before leaning to gently kiss him. As demanding of attention as he might be, he's slow to take what he wants out of it, settling eventually for leaning his forehead against Thancred's and holding the other in place. "I missed thee. Didst thy venture guide thee back to me with souvenirs, at least? --Nay, I jest."



















