( Hwylryn will understand better, with nuance, later - much later, after the rush of trial and their grand finale, and Ish is returned, and he finally has a moment to breathe. Right now, he understands vaguely - he understands through instinct alone.
And it makes him happy. He wonders if Ish can taste his heart's beat, slowed as it was before, more vibrant now (always more vibrant, with Ish). )
... Mmm.
( His palms press lightly against Ish's head, as if to encourage him, fingers tangled fully into his hair - still delicate, still mindful not to bleed into him; much more delicate than he had been with himself, his clothes, his hair. )
It feels nice. ( But, then again: ) You always feel nice.
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And it makes him happy. He wonders if Ish can taste his heart's beat, slowed as it was before, more vibrant now (always more vibrant, with Ish). )
... Mmm.
( His palms press lightly against Ish's head, as if to encourage him, fingers tangled fully into his hair - still delicate, still mindful not to bleed into him; much more delicate than he had been with himself, his clothes, his hair. )
It feels nice. ( But, then again: ) You always feel nice.