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❝ Love, do you remember the first time we met? The first time you saw me? ❞ it's a rhetorical question in part, as gloved digits carefully trail up his partner's spine. directing his attention as he sweeps 'round him and into his vision, hand slowly sliding from his shoulder. ❝ I do. It was in academy, the first time I was able to best you in a match, you looked at me with such disbelief. You saw me. I didn't understand it then, but I craved for you to ... see me again, like that. But ah, well not just in the literal sense for once. I wanted to be someone that was relevant to you. I never wanted to be out of your gaze in such a way that I would become an obscurity to you, to be seen by you was an honor and a pleasure I had never know until that day. Does ... that make sense? ❞

Fingers ski up his spine in that gentle touch and travel towards his shoulder in a soft announcement of his partner's presence. Wolf's tall ears seem to waver in the wake of his partner's gentle caressing, and the lupine is totally, willfully disabled. Leon's tender brush draws a warm smile; crimson eye dilated and half-lidded once the reptile comes into view. Wolf meets his partner with an embrace: his sculpted arms, though obscured by the trench coat, wind around the chameleon's wiry frame and lock comfortably around Leon's waist.

Though the usually boisterous O'Donnell is not normally one to deny himself a thundering boom of laughter, the rhetorical question instead earns the assassin much softer, airy laugh. A quieter sound shared only between these two in their moment together.

"Mmyeah, I remember that day, Muffin..." He coos, his stained yellow teeth spilling through his smile. "That honor is and still remains mine." It's a graceful means to accept the verbal affection his partner had offered, yet his words carry deeper meaning. Wolf pulls closer to Leon and he nuzzles into the crook of the assassin's neck. The soft fur against his cheek and snout nestling against perfect scales. He presses against his partner and in his comfort, Wolf is eased by the presence of his best friend and lover, as well as the natural scent that will--in hopes--attach itself to him and remain for a little while after their embrace.

"It absolutely makes sense, I understand, because, you saw me that day, too. Ya know me, baby, I go through life tryin' to force my way through things. I throw my weight around, I rely on brute strength to get things done and you..." A gentle chuckle. "Ya met every punch I threw, ya countered everything I had, Leon, ya took everything I gave ya and you had a move for every single trick I tried, ya had an answer for everything I thought of! Sparrin' with you was -- is ... Is just -- it's exhilarating. Bein' yours, Muffin, is so thrilling and fulfilling."