"Not sure in what way, but I try my best. I'll take the compliment all the same."
Emet-Selch turns his head as his weight shifts to his forearm now braced against the mattress. He isn't ready to move away quite yet but this allows him to lean up more, to nestle his face into Hythlodaeus' neck and plant soft kisses as the fingers of his free hand trace along its other side. He isn't wanting to give up the closeness yet, not when the synchrony is still flowing strong and with the blanket of warmth it leaves in his chest.
"We should probably talk about this at some point. The two synchronous elephants in the room, so to speak. Maybe not right now. Or we can keep ignoring it, that is fine too."
He is well aware they are both doing it. Every time they are in the throes and the inhibitions are gone it becomes incredibly overwhelming. There are simply many repressed feelings there, on both ends. And while they don't necessarily have to talk about it, they should at least take this moment to acknowledge it exists.
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Emet-Selch turns his head as his weight shifts to his forearm now braced against the mattress. He isn't ready to move away quite yet but this allows him to lean up more, to nestle his face into Hythlodaeus' neck and plant soft kisses as the fingers of his free hand trace along its other side. He isn't wanting to give up the closeness yet, not when the synchrony is still flowing strong and with the blanket of warmth it leaves in his chest.
"We should probably talk about this at some point. The two synchronous elephants in the room, so to speak. Maybe not right now. Or we can keep ignoring it, that is fine too."
He is well aware they are both doing it. Every time they are in the throes and the inhibitions are gone it becomes incredibly overwhelming. There are simply many repressed feelings there, on both ends. And while they don't necessarily have to talk about it, they should at least take this moment to acknowledge it exists.