[ He might have seen so many more years than Leona, but even he had complicated notions that couldn't necessarily be explained away. Complicated feelings and thoughts that came along with them. Things that he'd experienced that shaped how he saw the world, that shape how he continues to view different topics and areas of life. This was one of those areas: love, adoration.
The both of them had complicated thoughts, didn't they?
That's why, once Leona's shirt is pulled off, and his own is halfway there, Lilia moves himself to fully press his bare chest against Leona's without worrying about pulling his shirt off the rest of the way. His head tucks in against Leona's shoulder, cheek pressed there comfortably. His hands shift, slipping around and under Leona to hug him close, despite being on top of him. ]
Not by ring. You can't go throwing something like that around. Marriage, or a physical promise like a ring, is such a big deal, you know. Bigger for us fae than you humans, [ Yeah, he kind of just calls anyone 'human', even if they're beastmen. They're close, of course, but not the same. ] ... A promise that means way more than you could imagine. It's not something you should take lightly. Throw around. To even offer me of all people in the first place.
It wouldn't be right, for a prince of your kind. Second prince or not. In line for the throne or not. It doesn't matter. Something like that is too important.
[ His voice is quiet, somewhere slightly further away, before he pulls himself back to the conversation as a whole, back to this moment, leaning in further to press another kiss against his neck. ]
I wouldn't say no to a mark. Something to prove I'm yours. A bite, something deep enough it'll never fade. A scar of some kind to go along with the others I have. Make me be vulnerable with you. To your bite, to your hands, to all of you. Show me by making my body yours in some way that no one can dispute.
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The both of them had complicated thoughts, didn't they?
That's why, once Leona's shirt is pulled off, and his own is halfway there, Lilia moves himself to fully press his bare chest against Leona's without worrying about pulling his shirt off the rest of the way. His head tucks in against Leona's shoulder, cheek pressed there comfortably. His hands shift, slipping around and under Leona to hug him close, despite being on top of him. ]
Not by ring. You can't go throwing something like that around. Marriage, or a physical promise like a ring, is such a big deal, you know. Bigger for us fae than you humans, [ Yeah, he kind of just calls anyone 'human', even if they're beastmen. They're close, of course, but not the same. ] ... A promise that means way more than you could imagine. It's not something you should take lightly. Throw around. To even offer me of all people in the first place.
It wouldn't be right, for a prince of your kind. Second prince or not. In line for the throne or not. It doesn't matter. Something like that is too important.
[ His voice is quiet, somewhere slightly further away, before he pulls himself back to the conversation as a whole, back to this moment, leaning in further to press another kiss against his neck. ]
I wouldn't say no to a mark. Something to prove I'm yours. A bite, something deep enough it'll never fade. A scar of some kind to go along with the others I have. Make me be vulnerable with you. To your bite, to your hands, to all of you. Show me by making my body yours in some way that no one can dispute.