Jul 13, 2025
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#11 | a kiss to the neck
Levail's fingers tremble to touch him, to light upon the body-warm steel of his breastplate. The proud outward curve of it, lacquered in boldest crimson--the same shade that suffuses Levail's cheeks, that trails all down his neck...
He breathes, unsteady; his eyes fix on the regal point of Lukas' jaw. Strong, he is, and stalwart; still, in his sorrel eyes there is such patience.
Levail sighs, gentle, hopeless... and lays a reverential kiss on Lukas' throat.