Lord Chris Sonom (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
chrisisofaith) wrote2020-08-20 12:31 pm
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[Chris curls his arms around Jacob again, this time with his hair close enough to press his lips and nose to briefly before tucking it under his chin.
It loosens something else in him, to have this weight in his arms instead.]
We did...and yes, the Moonsea. My home region. Good memory. What else has been coming back to your mind?
It loosens something else in him, to have this weight in his arms instead.]
We did...and yes, the Moonsea. My home region. Good memory. What else has been coming back to your mind?
[He shifts a little, feeling the other man's warm breath tickle his skin, feeling that closeness he hasn't had for a long time now, or rather, he hasn't experienced since before his death. It's pleasant, he thinks, even if he doesn't relax quite so readily, even if there's still some line of tension. Not because it's Chris, but because the last time he was at someone's mercy like this, he lost that eye.
He forces out the negative energy as best he can, breathing slowly in and out, before he can really think about answering the question.]
I remember... candles on little rafts. And dancing with you. And being... surrounded by your wings. How safe that felt. That's like a cwtch too, even if it's not what springs to mind first of all.
He forces out the negative energy as best he can, breathing slowly in and out, before he can really think about answering the question.]
I remember... candles on little rafts. And dancing with you. And being... surrounded by your wings. How safe that felt. That's like a cwtch too, even if it's not what springs to mind first of all.
[He can feel how Jacob keeps tense for a while, but it doesn't phase him or have him changing how he's holding the other man other than an idle thumb brushing over the fabric of his shirt over his stomach just for the touch of it.
This was the point of this: cuddle practice, but for Jacob.]
It is a bit like that, shutting everything else out, getting a chance to just breathe a bit. It's important to feel safe when we can.
And I'm looking forward to making new memories of the rest with you. It's not all about what's happened before.
This was the point of this: cuddle practice, but for Jacob.]
It is a bit like that, shutting everything else out, getting a chance to just breathe a bit. It's important to feel safe when we can.
And I'm looking forward to making new memories of the rest with you. It's not all about what's happened before.
[ The thumb brushing over him though the shirt is gentle, even though it runs over scars old and new over flesh that's a little less solid than it should be. Chris may remember the way Jacob's bosy had grown leaner in the Pit as food became scarcer and scarcer, but the same thing has happened again more recently, time spent trapped under Lambeth has taken some of the flesh from him.
He breathes in and put slowly, eye closing, and he makes a soft noise of agreement.]
I feel safe with you.
We will. Hopefully more happy ones. And I... don't want to leave here again. You should know that. I didn't want to go back.
He breathes in and put slowly, eye closing, and he makes a soft noise of agreement.]
I feel safe with you.
We will. Hopefully more happy ones. And I... don't want to leave here again. You should know that. I didn't want to go back.
I'm glad for that.
[He can feel the leanness of him, something he'd felt growing as Jacob spent time in the pit and all the more stark when his hands know how the body beneath them should feel. He could guess it was from home, those changes followed you and overwrote any made here when it was a matter of 'coming back' with them instead of waking up with them.
There was much to help Jacob recover from, but Chris was more than willing to give his hands to that cause as much as he was able and allowed.]
I know it, lovely. I know you'd have stayed if you could. It sounds to me like you've been through some hells that I will share with you when you can and if desired, but you've had some good come of it as well. Family. Purpose...you've confidence in how you hold yourself that's less cocky than it is born of experience and your wisdom is marked. I hope you know I admire that too.
[He can feel the leanness of him, something he'd felt growing as Jacob spent time in the pit and all the more stark when his hands know how the body beneath them should feel. He could guess it was from home, those changes followed you and overwrote any made here when it was a matter of 'coming back' with them instead of waking up with them.
There was much to help Jacob recover from, but Chris was more than willing to give his hands to that cause as much as he was able and allowed.]
I know it, lovely. I know you'd have stayed if you could. It sounds to me like you've been through some hells that I will share with you when you can and if desired, but you've had some good come of it as well. Family. Purpose...you've confidence in how you hold yourself that's less cocky than it is born of experience and your wisdom is marked. I hope you know I admire that too.
[Those words make him smile, eye opening and his head turning so he can try to look at Chris, exchange a look that plainly says he's amused.]
That's a very charming way of saying I'm old. Don't talk about my wisdom, I'm afraid I'm not half as wise as I should be. As for cocky... I think I've seen too many sunrises for that too.
[He reaches up, fingers stroking along Chris' jaw.]
I don't think I should tell an angel about hell, do you?
That's a very charming way of saying I'm old. Don't talk about my wisdom, I'm afraid I'm not half as wise as I should be. As for cocky... I think I've seen too many sunrises for that too.
[He reaches up, fingers stroking along Chris' jaw.]
I don't think I should tell an angel about hell, do you?
[He reaches up to catch those fingers and bring them to his lips.]
You're unkind to yourself because something's gone wrong. Because you've felt loss. That does not make my read wrong. There's no measure you're meant to hit on wisdom, it's learned through life.
[His brow raises for the rest, head tilting slightly with his own amusement.]
And I'm certainly no angel of any sort, but if I were, it'd be one of death...fairly certain that makes me uniquely equipped to talk of the heavens or any layer of hell. Trust I know my limit.
You're unkind to yourself because something's gone wrong. Because you've felt loss. That does not make my read wrong. There's no measure you're meant to hit on wisdom, it's learned through life.
[His brow raises for the rest, head tilting slightly with his own amusement.]
And I'm certainly no angel of any sort, but if I were, it'd be one of death...fairly certain that makes me uniquely equipped to talk of the heavens or any layer of hell. Trust I know my limit.
[ The kiss makes him smile, a fond spread of his lips as he looks up at Chris.]
We'll agree to disagree on that one. I know you're biased.
[ Chris is too harsh on himself and too willing to ignore Jacob's faults. That much he rememebers very clearly. But perhaps that is why they are so keen to try and encourage each other.]
Hmm. Perhaps. But I don't think the angel of death is anything to be feared. They bring peace and rest, an end to suffering. That still doesn't mean I want to make you suffer.
We'll agree to disagree on that one. I know you're biased.
[ Chris is too harsh on himself and too willing to ignore Jacob's faults. That much he rememebers very clearly. But perhaps that is why they are so keen to try and encourage each other.]
Hmm. Perhaps. But I don't think the angel of death is anything to be feared. They bring peace and rest, an end to suffering. That still doesn't mean I want to make you suffer.
[He wraps his arm back around Jacob as he talks of death and peace and that's how it's meant to be, isn't it? Not here. They've both felt that now, though he's still not sure Jacob even remembers it. Probably for the best if he doesn't.]
They're meant to, yes. But...hear me in this, Mr. Frye: your keeping a distance from me cuts deeper than any hardship you could share. It's your choice, I'll not force you to talk or share with me more than you'd like, but know I want to, more than most anything.
They're meant to, yes. But...hear me in this, Mr. Frye: your keeping a distance from me cuts deeper than any hardship you could share. It's your choice, I'll not force you to talk or share with me more than you'd like, but know I want to, more than most anything.
Mr Frye? Now I know you're serious.
[ There's a smile in his face though, the strength of feelings in Chris' words is so reassuring. Jacob might have made a joke out of the other mans mode of address, but hes touched. ]
I am not shutting you out, Chris. Please, please don't think that I am. But... things happened. Right before I came back here and I don't think... I don't think I'm ready yet.
[ There's a smile in his face though, the strength of feelings in Chris' words is so reassuring. Jacob might have made a joke out of the other mans mode of address, but hes touched. ]
I am not shutting you out, Chris. Please, please don't think that I am. But... things happened. Right before I came back here and I don't think... I don't think I'm ready yet.
[He brings a hand back up to tilt Jacob's chin gently so Chris can catch his eye with the even green gaze of a man who rules a land, not just a lovelorn fool.]
When you decide what I can or cannot bear for me and, in so doing, decide I'm not to be told something, that is shutting me out. Even if with kindness in mind. I'm not so good or pure or kind as the halo you seem to have put on me.
[His fingers brush along Jacob's jaw but don't lean in for the kiss he can feel he wants. The one given was a point to be made, looking for anything more felt selfish.]
If you're not ready to talk, then say that is the reason, not some lip of sparing me something I don't wish to be spared.
When you decide what I can or cannot bear for me and, in so doing, decide I'm not to be told something, that is shutting me out. Even if with kindness in mind. I'm not so good or pure or kind as the halo you seem to have put on me.
[His fingers brush along Jacob's jaw but don't lean in for the kiss he can feel he wants. The one given was a point to be made, looking for anything more felt selfish.]
If you're not ready to talk, then say that is the reason, not some lip of sparing me something I don't wish to be spared.
[ Jacob holds that gaze, but there's something in his expression that seems to crumble somewhat. Not with the challenge in Chris' words, not with that warning, but with the fact he hasn't given Chris the respect he deserves from excluding him.
He shouldn't be doing that. He breathes, slowly in and slowly out. ]
I'm sorry love. I don't mean to. It's... difficult. To share when you've not for a long time.
He shouldn't be doing that. He breathes, slowly in and slowly out. ]
I'm sorry love. I don't mean to. It's... difficult. To share when you've not for a long time.
[His expression turns more gentle and he leans in to kiss his cheek before re-situating them a bit more comfortably.]
I understand. You've all the patience I've been gifted, Jacob, I promise. It being hard or a journey or in need of reminders isn't going to dissuade me. I'm happy to remind you how horribly stubborn I can be, especially with those that are mine.
[His heart pounds nervously for all the surety in his voice. What was stepping too far? He'd have to find out. There was bound to be a lot of push and give until they could find their comfort again.]
You're worth the effort and wait.
I understand. You've all the patience I've been gifted, Jacob, I promise. It being hard or a journey or in need of reminders isn't going to dissuade me. I'm happy to remind you how horribly stubborn I can be, especially with those that are mine.
[His heart pounds nervously for all the surety in his voice. What was stepping too far? He'd have to find out. There was bound to be a lot of push and give until they could find their comfort again.]
You're worth the effort and wait.
I know you're always going to say that. But you know it makes me happy when you do.
[He says it softly because he knows that as much as Chris will bolster him, help him, he will always try and do that for Chris too. He hopes that together, they'll be more aware of their strengths and less preoccupied by their weaknesses.]
Hopefully, it will not be the worst wait. And I enjoy your company just like this.
[He says it softly because he knows that as much as Chris will bolster him, help him, he will always try and do that for Chris too. He hopes that together, they'll be more aware of their strengths and less preoccupied by their weaknesses.]
Hopefully, it will not be the worst wait. And I enjoy your company just like this.
[He hums lightly, tone turning teasing.]
Suppose it'll depend what happens while I'm waiting, huh?
[He could think of a few things that would make it the worst wait and very few of them have to do with sex, but he's aiming to keep this light.]
Despite my...particular hang-ups, I'll always be happy to hold you. Like a blanket that talks back. Here- [He shifts them a bit again, this time so Jacob was lower on his chest, closer to the beat of Chris' heart while the cleric's fingers brush through his hair.]
You don't have to nap, but close your eyes and breathe for me, let your mind drift.
Suppose it'll depend what happens while I'm waiting, huh?
[He could think of a few things that would make it the worst wait and very few of them have to do with sex, but he's aiming to keep this light.]
Despite my...particular hang-ups, I'll always be happy to hold you. Like a blanket that talks back. Here- [He shifts them a bit again, this time so Jacob was lower on his chest, closer to the beat of Chris' heart while the cleric's fingers brush through his hair.]
You don't have to nap, but close your eyes and breathe for me, let your mind drift.
Edited 2022-11-01 13:49 (UTC)
Like a blanket that talks back?
[ Forgive him Chris, but that really is very funny. Even so, Jacob shakes his head and brings a hand up against Chris' cheek. ]
You're far better than a blanket. Even a talking one.
[ Hes very serious when he says that, but lets it sink in a second before he settles as Chris suggests, single eye closing and his breathing slowing.]
[ Forgive him Chris, but that really is very funny. Even so, Jacob shakes his head and brings a hand up against Chris' cheek. ]
You're far better than a blanket. Even a talking one.
[ Hes very serious when he says that, but lets it sink in a second before he settles as Chris suggests, single eye closing and his breathing slowing.]
[He gives a rueful smile for being laughed at, but he'll forgive it.]
I meant you...but the sentiment stands all same.
[Silly man. Silly man who still held Chris' heart in his hands so easily without even really seeming to know it. Or maybe he simply couldn't acknowledge it right now. It didn't matter. Chris pets Jacob's hair and keeps his arms wrapped around the other man like he might protect him from the world, from his own haunted mind...anything that might come for him.
After a moment, Chris speaks again, though he keeps his voice quiet on the off chance Jacob's dozing at all.]
I've got you...and I've no intention of letting you go unless you bid it.
I meant you...but the sentiment stands all same.
[Silly man. Silly man who still held Chris' heart in his hands so easily without even really seeming to know it. Or maybe he simply couldn't acknowledge it right now. It didn't matter. Chris pets Jacob's hair and keeps his arms wrapped around the other man like he might protect him from the world, from his own haunted mind...anything that might come for him.
After a moment, Chris speaks again, though he keeps his voice quiet on the off chance Jacob's dozing at all.]
I've got you...and I've no intention of letting you go unless you bid it.
I thought you should know, as you were threatening me with cake and a good time before, but my birthday is next week. The 9th.
Oh is it?
Well now, suppose my threat carries for double
Do you have plans or can I lay claim?
Well now, suppose my threat carries for double
Do you have plans or can I lay claim?
For double?
And no. I was... well. I was wondering if you would like to do something.
And no. I was... well. I was wondering if you would like to do something.
Double threat.
I was serious before but now I’m super serious.
…my time is always open to you Jacob Frye. I would love to. Could take you for a flight or ride? Settle in at home or somewhere with food and drink and company?
I’ll regale you with your own embarrassing stories
I was serious before but now I’m super serious.
…my time is always open to you Jacob Frye. I would love to. Could take you for a flight or ride? Settle in at home or somewhere with food and drink and company?
I’ll regale you with your own embarrassing stories
I don't think you, even at super serious, is any match for my sister. I'll risk it.
A fight sounds good. And then
[ There's a moment of bouncing "..." as Jacob tries to find the right words. ]
and then we could have a quiet night in? With some food. Together. At the Hollow?
A fight sounds good. And then
[ There's a moment of bouncing "..." as Jacob tries to find the right words. ]
and then we could have a quiet night in? With some food. Together. At the Hollow?
From what you’ve told me of her, I believe it and wouldn’t dare challenge her for it.
[Theres no delay in his response and he should maybe be embarrassed by how quickly he responds, but he isn’t.]
That sounds like a perfect night.
You’ll have to tell me what sort of dinner you want so I can make it.
And how old you’re turning.
[Theres no delay in his response and he should maybe be embarrassed by how quickly he responds, but he isn’t.]
That sounds like a perfect night.
You’ll have to tell me what sort of dinner you want so I can make it.
And how old you’re turning.
Smart man.
Anything you make? Just something simple. With vegetables in it. Vegetables in winyer is never going to get old.
75.
Anything you make? Just something simple. With vegetables in it. Vegetables in winyer is never going to get old.
75.
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