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[just hums a pleasant sound like it's an agreement. and cuddles.]

[... a surge of fondness rises in raven, and he's suddenly so, so needy for this--for connection, for intimacy, for closeness

maybe if he doesn't say anything, the moment won't end]

[noah seems perfectly willing to give it, and he can kind of tell, that raven doesn't want this to end, even if the feelings are vaguer than that? he's in no rush, at any rate.]

[eventually raven finds it in him to speak, quiet and soft, as he brushes his knuckles along noah's cheek]

"Drink to me only with thine eyes, and I will pledge with mine... or leave a kiss but in the cup... and I'll not look for wine."

[oh noooo. so cute. don't laugh, no matter how charmed and well-meaning! raven seems kind of vulnerable, so be gentle.

he is, however, smiling.]

Would that I had the words to follow ones so honeyed as those.

I'm only saying them because I... don't have the words of my own to express... everything.

[aaaaa. his heart is fluttering]

Words are difficult beasts at the best of times, and we cannot all be poets. I think some creative borrowing is suitable enough.

[dere!!!!]

I do not have such things memorized, but I could sing for you, I suppose.

Edited 2020-05-09 09:52 (UTC)

Sing...?

[curious]

I have been known to partake in a bit of singing.

[he was a bard. he is very good at it.]

What sort of music do you like?

[curls up on his side facing noah, body language more relaxed]

... I'm not sure. Whatever you recommend, I guess.

Hmm. Well, hopefully you shall not mind something terribly depressing. It has been stuck in my head recently.

[he sits up. let's get some dragonsong up in here. his voice is clear and lovely tenor, and he was definitely understating his singing skill before.]

I don't mind.

[listening closely, intently, and when the song crescendos, it actually steals his breath for a moment--he didn't realize how captivated he was by being sung to]

[when the song ends, he smiles and reaches to stroke Raven's hair gently.]

Not so relevant as your poetry, but I hope it served.

[his eyes widen and then crinkle when noah does that, a wave of both longing and ease coming over him]

... it's beautiful.

I am glad you enjoyed it.

[reclining again, wanting snuggles more than to be able to sing properly.]

[raven takes the opportunity and curls closer to him]

... do they hurt at all? Your wrists.

Mm. I did not struggle much, so no. My left may ache later, but not much.

[yes, good, cuddles.]

Mm. Good.

[.o. pleased and relaxed and safe]

[gonna pet his hair and hum, fond as hell.]

[eventually they'll have to part, at least to get changed and clean up, but it's hard to want to move when he feels so cared for... it's so alien to him, and so... nice...]

[yeah noah will basically have no urge to stop this when he can feel things like THAT. let's drown raven in dere, shall we.]

[HE'S DROWNING, HELP HIM

no don't. this is wonderful. this is great. raven's so relaxed, he's never been this relaxed before.

zzzz.]

[oh, cute. he'll get out of bed to get a wet cloth and at the very least clean Raven up, if he's actually asleep.]

[he stirs once noah gets out of bed, having just been lightly dozing]

--nnh? Oh... sorry. I... didn't mean to fall asleep.

'Tis nothing to worry about. I shall be back momentarily.

[one of us just doesn't sleep, honey. he's only crossing the room to get a cloth and a bowl of warm water!]

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