[ when Ros finally breaks down those last few walls between them, he is going to be rather annoyed at how much self loathing and guilt there is lingering in the shadows of Adder’s heart. and go out of his way to burn them away as fully as possible. none of this, in his opinion, rests on the god. Ros is the one who rose to the challenge, who pushed and egged on and demanded more of the other, and Adder only gave him what he wanted. while he was not seeking to end his existence, not anything close, he was sure that he would rather Adder be the end of it than any other option.
besides, he still thought that Adder wreathed in flames with fury on his face was one of the most attractive things in the universe.]
Mmm, good. I mean, I’m good with whatever you want, love. [ he sits down gently, cocking his head to the side to give Adder a lopsided smile that is not lacking in affection. even if he is a little upset with knowing exactly what that look means. whatever, just being close to Adder is enough for him, and baths were rather relaxing. nothing wrong with things that earn him more time with Adder.
probably a good idea to wash the blood off themselves too.
as Adder leans back from the tub, the water flowing and steaming, Ros curls the fingers of his good hand around the god's hip and tugs at him until Adder is sitting in his lap, Ros's face buried in the curve of his neck. he presses a light kiss there and hums. ] Don't blame yourself for this, okay love? I know you are.
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besides, he still thought that Adder wreathed in flames with fury on his face was one of the most attractive things in the universe.]
Mmm, good. I mean, I’m good with whatever you want, love. [ he sits down gently, cocking his head to the side to give Adder a lopsided smile that is not lacking in affection. even if he is a little upset with knowing exactly what that look means. whatever, just being close to Adder is enough for him, and baths were rather relaxing. nothing wrong with things that earn him more time with Adder.
probably a good idea to wash the blood off themselves too.
as Adder leans back from the tub, the water flowing and steaming, Ros curls the fingers of his good hand around the god's hip and tugs at him until Adder is sitting in his lap, Ros's face buried in the curve of his neck. he presses a light kiss there and hums. ] Don't blame yourself for this, okay love? I know you are.