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[bajamutblast]

I won't make this prettier what are you talking about.

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- Gigaflare (March) = 3x Remaining

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[kingincognito]

[ He is, indeed, rambling. Joshua can tell that perhaps Dion is... flustered? At least, that's the way it seems.

But it's charming, in a way. To see this side of Dion, the perfectly normal imperfections that you might see on anyone. Dion may be flustered, but all it does is make Joshua's heart clench with such powerful affection, and it's hard to hold anything back.

So, he doesn't. He turns toward his partner, cups his face, and kisses him without a moment of hesitation. It isn't the passionate, urgent kisses from before, nor does it have any touch of tongue whatsoever. It is simply warm, sweet, and impossibly fond. And when Joshua does let it break, he pulls back, looking at this man with so much love in his eyes that he feels fit to burst. ]

Dion. It's all right.

[ He strokes a thumb over Dion's cheek, letting the motion become repetitive, soothing, and huffs out a soft laugh. ]

Truly. You can relax around me. Please.

[bajamutblast]

Can I? [There's a note of amusement in Dion's words, even as he levels Joshua with a nigh sheepish look. He glances at the other man from beneath his lashes, already feeling warmth building anew.]

The longer I spend with you, the less in control I feel. You are... [He trails off, shaking his head. Joshua is indescribable. Alluring. Everything Dion could possibly want. Resisting had only become more difficult over time, the struggle increasing rather than leveling out.

And yet, he wouldn't have it any other way. He leans over and presses a kiss to Joshua's forehead, a quiet assurance that whatever was troubling Dion, it wasn't his fault.]

I... was not entirely disinterested in that walk. Perhaps we might map out a place to plant the Wyvern Tails?

[kingincognito]

[ The kiss to his forehead makes Joshua hum softly, leaning into it just a little bit and letting his eyes close. It's a mild affection, one that he can soak in without feeling as though he's prolonging the issue, so he does so admittedly a little selfishly. ]

You can. I believe in you, Dion.

[ It's a soft murmur, close as they are, but so full of faith. And if Dion should crumble... Well. He will not crumble alone.

But! With that said, Joshua shifts to take Dion's hands in his own, giving them a gentle squeeze. ]

I would love to. Perhaps we could find somewhere where they won't be a problem.

[bajamutblast]

[The relief he feels at that assurance is indescriable. When words fail, he can only offer a grateful smile to the other man. He reaches for Joshua's hand, and once more chances a kiss to those knuckles, before turning toward the door.]

Shall we, then?

[Some fresh air is bound to do them both some good.]

[kingincognito]

[ Dion truly is a gentleman. An adorably flustered gentleman, but a gentleman nonetheless. Each and every gentle affection just adds one more tiny crack to the slow and steady foundation they're trying to establish. By the Founder, he's trying. They both are. ]

After you, Your Highness.

[ Joshua gives Dion's hand a firm little squeeze, and follows his lead. ]