Alas, for all my best efforts, I am yet a thing of flesh. As vulnerable to needing as any other.
[ Well. Perhaps less than most, most of the time. He recalls G'raha Tia being quite susceptible to needing. More so than he has ever been since he put that man into the grave. Certainly it has never troubled him as it has right now.
He catches Theo's lips where he can. Does his best to kiss back. Without the red and white cloths, his black robe is thin and light. Enough to feel where is flesh and where is crystal, just about. Enough for him to feel the fever-warmth of Theo's skin. His blunt nails dig into the small of Theo's back at one of those little bites to the underside of his jaw, accompanied by a quiet gasp, followed by the apologetic pads of his fingers rubbing over where the nails bit in. ]
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[ Well. Perhaps less than most, most of the time. He recalls G'raha Tia being quite susceptible to needing. More so than he has ever been since he put that man into the grave. Certainly it has never troubled him as it has right now.
He catches Theo's lips where he can. Does his best to kiss back. Without the red and white cloths, his black robe is thin and light. Enough to feel where is flesh and where is crystal, just about. Enough for him to feel the fever-warmth of Theo's skin. His blunt nails dig into the small of Theo's back at one of those little bites to the underside of his jaw, accompanied by a quiet gasp, followed by the apologetic pads of his fingers rubbing over where the nails bit in. ]