[Richard stays quiet, staring daringly without flinching right into the pair of eyes in front of him -- listening carefully the words leaving Silco's lips. How funny. This wasn't the first time that Richard found himself in situation like this. Making a contract of sorts over intimacy and affection. With Buckingham the sex and affection were the price that they both sacrificed as a proof of their conviction. They would lie together and partake in the grave offense against the God's might, while also scheming and plotting a high treason.
With Silco, however? The closeness was the transient light that they both grasped towards in the darkness. And what was the sacrificial lamb that they offered on the altar? Promises of loyalty. Whatever that meant. Honestly, the way the other man laid the conditions in front of him did it all sound like a proposal of sort. After all, there were rarely a lover who would dare to make a request for exclusivity if they did not have official claim for the other person. Richard would have found it funny if it wasn't for the heavy shadow in his heart, keeping him tethered to someone else despite them being worlds apart.
Richard would not be able to give Silco half of his soul, nor heart. Not when they both belonged to someone else. But surely the other man knew that? Despite his conditions. Then again, he doubts that his lover would want them anyway.
He takes steps back and allows Silco to push him against the tile wall, his hands dropping from man's face on his shoulders. Richard could feel the heat radiating from Silco, spreading to his own body -- feeling himself loaning bits and pieces of the fire from the other one. Closing his eyes Richard parts his lips ever so slightly, welcoming the gentle kiss.
Silco is right. If the other one betrays him, one way or another, Richard will hunt him down.
When the kiss breaks Richard blinks his eyes and finally speaks, voice barely loud than whisper]
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With Silco, however? The closeness was the transient light that they both grasped towards in the darkness. And what was the sacrificial lamb that they offered on the altar? Promises of loyalty. Whatever that meant. Honestly, the way the other man laid the conditions in front of him did it all sound like a proposal of sort. After all, there were rarely a lover who would dare to make a request for exclusivity if they did not have official claim for the other person. Richard would have found it funny if it wasn't for the heavy shadow in his heart, keeping him tethered to someone else despite them being worlds apart.
Richard would not be able to give Silco half of his soul, nor heart. Not when they both belonged to someone else. But surely the other man knew that? Despite his conditions. Then again, he doubts that his lover would want them anyway.
He takes steps back and allows Silco to push him against the tile wall, his hands dropping from man's face on his shoulders. Richard could feel the heat radiating from Silco, spreading to his own body -- feeling himself loaning bits and pieces of the fire from the other one. Closing his eyes Richard parts his lips ever so slightly, welcoming the gentle kiss.
Silco is right. If the other one betrays him, one way or another, Richard will hunt him down.
When the kiss breaks Richard blinks his eyes and finally speaks, voice barely loud than whisper]
What is it?