He expected the kiss to stop at his forehead. After all, Caleb had kissed his forehead before, many times, let it linger there, touch searing into him with purpose and message.
When the lips brushed the bridge of his nose, he wondered if maybe it was there that it would stop. A slow step, something moving towards a new phase between them.
And yet the lips touched his, a kiss, soft and new. It was the first time that this Caleb had kissed him, and while this was one of countless for Essek, it was still as important as any first, any last. He stiffened for all of a second against him, cautious and wary, before he remembered what he had told Caleb a moment earlier.
I trust you, Caleb.
He closed his eyes and let the fire melt him again the wizard, the hand in Caleb’s squeezing softly. There was a small parting of his lips as he offered himself up and let the wizard lead.
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When the lips brushed the bridge of his nose, he wondered if maybe it was there that it would stop. A slow step, something moving towards a new phase between them.
And yet the lips touched his, a kiss, soft and new. It was the first time that this Caleb had kissed him, and while this was one of countless for Essek, it was still as important as any first, any last. He stiffened for all of a second against him, cautious and wary, before he remembered what he had told Caleb a moment earlier.
I trust you, Caleb.
He closed his eyes and let the fire melt him again the wizard, the hand in Caleb’s squeezing softly. There was a small parting of his lips as he offered himself up and let the wizard lead.