malevolentmonarch replied to your post:
Young or old, Liege was simply happy to have his husband; the extra wrinkles and the attempts to hide his gray hair mattered not to Liege, for it was Uni that he loved. ❝ I love you, ❞ he offered, moving in to nuzzle Uni's temple and kiss his cheek.
"I love you, too," was whispered in response before a decently sized piece of chocolate cake was shoved ungracefully into his gob. Either a means of refusing to speak further or simply because it was chocolate cake and chocolate cake was good.















