[Mikleo goes with him without question, and lets himself get tugged on top of Sorey easily. He shifts so that they're both comfortable, laying so that he can hear his fiance's heartbeat. One hand reaches up to card soothingly through even messier than usual, brown hair.
After a moment, the older man shifts again so that he can kiss Sorey's chin. He uses his free hand to rest against the brunet's neck, gently rubbing his thumb along his pulse point.]
Promise me you won't do anything reckless.
[Unconsciously, his grip tightens slightly.]
Please.
[He's not sure what he'd do if Sorey got injured or, heaven forbid, killed. He's scared to know the answer to that hypothetical.]
action;
After a moment, the older man shifts again so that he can kiss Sorey's chin. He uses his free hand to rest against the brunet's neck, gently rubbing his thumb along his pulse point.]
Promise me you won't do anything reckless.
[Unconsciously, his grip tightens slightly.]
Please.
[He's not sure what he'd do if Sorey got injured or, heaven forbid, killed. He's scared to know the answer to that hypothetical.]