cont from x @tohowm
"A date." Sela confirmed, already lifting a hand to trace their own lips. They mapped the feeling of the kiss, committing the sensation to their limitless memory, so that when alone Sela could replay it, fixating on it in a way they couldnt in front of others.
Taylor gave them so many gifts.
"Would you oversee my undressing?" They were torn between wanting to stay as they were, wrapped in the creation of their love, and a worry of ruining the hard work. While angels were beings of grace, and Sela was usually no exception, being around Taylor had them feeling as weak-kneed as a newly birthed foal. "To insure I do no harm." Sela clarified, a bit delayed.
Mention of the church lit up the archangels face, both excitement and relief making up their smile. It was a special place, not seen by anyone other than Sela and the local wildlife for nearly 200 years- not even Bara had been invited.
Broken and worn down as it was, the space held both beauty and peace for Sela, and they had big plans for it, in the future. Taylor was different, though, safe to share those hidden gems with and his praise of it was proof that Sela had chosen well. He was perfect, and they were in love.
"I would see what you made, happily." Sela curiosity was boundless, when it came to the things Taylor created. A bit shyly, they added "One day, if you are willing, we could go back there. Together."
