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[nilhilistic]

[ rafal nods. he's willing to accept that. he's not digging his heels because of fear or sorrow. his real life examples of fell dragons are not positive and rafal is oddly pragmatic.

doing this was . . . more than he imagined. than he believed. love is still such a strange thing to contend with. such an overwhelming weakness. it never would have been allowed to live. ]

Maybe. I would not dismiss it.

[flowerpowerful]

[Alfred smiles up at him, and shifts from sitting to getting on his knees in the flowers. His hands trace against his hips and thighs.]

We'll figure out what feels right for you. I'll go ahead if you're comfortable.

[He starts tugging at the hem of his layers of shirts and at his belt, loosening his clothes.]

[nilhilistic]

[ he shivers a little. the sensation is . . . new. ]

By all means.

[flowerpowerful]

[His touch is very appreciative of Rafal's form. Once those shirts are untucked, he slips his hands underneath, caressing Rafal's abdominal muscles.]

Oh. Your muscles feel so defined... just like I thought. Really firm. Amazing...

[He's clearly enjoying himself.]

[nilhilistic]

[ rafal flushes, his ears pink. his breathing is erratic. ]

I-I see . . .