( Only for him... His cheeks color a shade warmer, happily.
It feels nice, Ish's fingers - the light touch of his nails - in his hair, and he closes his eyes with content, as if he were the most privileged dragon in the world right now. And, really, he is.
He preens in the mirror, a hand against his cheek, pulling out his hair, looking at the piece in every which way. His demeanor is a little bit dragonesque again - the way he twists and bends and tries to see his angles is just a little bit too bendy for a human to have grown up with such tics.
He only seems to grow more delighted the more he sees. )
It's perfect. I'll wear it all the time. ( Ahh, he laughs!! A peck on the other cheek, for Ish. Perfectly balanced, as all things should be... ) Did it cost you anything to create this? Should I spoil you to make up for it?
( Not reciprocation, since Ish said this isn't about that and Hwylryn isn't about to disrespect the terms of his own gift - it's more an excuse for more affection, is more the vibe, )
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It feels nice, Ish's fingers - the light touch of his nails - in his hair, and he closes his eyes with content, as if he were the most privileged dragon in the world right now. And, really, he is.
He preens in the mirror, a hand against his cheek, pulling out his hair, looking at the piece in every which way. His demeanor is a little bit dragonesque again - the way he twists and bends and tries to see his angles is just a little bit too bendy for a human to have grown up with such tics.
He only seems to grow more delighted the more he sees. )
It's perfect. I'll wear it all the time. ( Ahh, he laughs!! A peck on the other cheek, for Ish. Perfectly balanced, as all things should be... ) Did it cost you anything to create this? Should I spoil you to make up for it?
( Not reciprocation, since Ish said this isn't about that and Hwylryn isn't about to disrespect the terms of his own gift - it's more an excuse for more affection, is more the vibe, )