[It's strange to think that Liem has been on Noctium for long enough now that his emerald has ceased to be some foreign object lodged in him, and has instead become simply part of his body—much like the brand marking his palm. He remembers looking at it in the mirror and wishing he could just carve it out. When did that urge go away?]
Mm… Neither have I.
[He'd never imagined wanting to, but he finds now that the lack of heat between them isn't disappointing in the least. If anything, the novelty is exciting.
He nuzzles carefully against the curve of her neck, mindful of his horns as he feels her murmur into his hair. His kisses trail lower, wandering down the diamond-kissed plane of her chest to the swell of her breasts—now bare, without that film of lace between her skin and his mouth. His tongue finds her nipple and strokes against it, traces around its edges, teasing the cool flesh.]
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Mm… Neither have I.
[He'd never imagined wanting to, but he finds now that the lack of heat between them isn't disappointing in the least. If anything, the novelty is exciting.
He nuzzles carefully against the curve of her neck, mindful of his horns as he feels her murmur into his hair. His kisses trail lower, wandering down the diamond-kissed plane of her chest to the swell of her breasts—now bare, without that film of lace between her skin and his mouth. His tongue finds her nipple and strokes against it, traces around its edges, teasing the cool flesh.]