[He opens his eyes to study Oria's expression, rubbing his thumb across the line of Oria's cheek. Soft. Warm. How could anyone not see what Oria was doing?]
Maybe. [A very soft exhale, as he trails his fingers back down over Oria's jaw, featherlight] Mm. I feel like a part of you must have wanted that though.
[He thinks back to that day in the hall of mirrors.
Someone should have. He means that in more ways than one now]
no subject
Maybe. [A very soft exhale, as he trails his fingers back down over Oria's jaw, featherlight] Mm. I feel like a part of you must have wanted that though.
[He thinks back to that day in the hall of mirrors.
Someone should have. He means that in more ways than one now]
You deserve more than rumors and expectations.