Ha, you're one to talk about someone being too generous. But if that's what you want, who am I to deny you?
[The kisses are sweet, and too rarely has he ever had the chance to enjoy them with anyone, truthfully. For a moment, he closes his eyes, and he leans into the hand.
And-- oh. Oh, that shouldn't get him, but honestly in the face of the likeliness that really no one remembers him at all -- not Emet-Selch, not a single person from his star -- to be told that is meaningful.
Obsidian clears his throat and he leans his head against Byleth's. NOPE, HE'S GOOD.]
And I'm glad to see you again.
[ANYWAY. He's going to take Byleth to bed finally, sitting down and putting the man onto his lap.]
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[The kisses are sweet, and too rarely has he ever had the chance to enjoy them with anyone, truthfully. For a moment, he closes his eyes, and he leans into the hand.
And-- oh. Oh, that shouldn't get him, but honestly in the face of the likeliness that really no one remembers him at all -- not Emet-Selch, not a single person from his star -- to be told that is meaningful.
Obsidian clears his throat and he leans his head against Byleth's. NOPE, HE'S GOOD.]
And I'm glad to see you again.
[ANYWAY. He's going to take Byleth to bed finally, sitting down and putting the man onto his lap.]