but there's something in scien's chest that warms at that. to be cherished, is it? a foreign sentiment to a god who is so accustomed to giving unconditionally while expecting nothing in return. it's sweet. he thinks he could get used to this.
and so he'll give lucas another kiss, licking into his mouth insistently as if hoping that he'll be able to capture those words again with a curious swipe of his tongue.
even when he pulls away, his eyes are bright ]
To offer me such sweet words... Are you looking for me to spoil you more?
[ is it a bribe? scien accepts. "lucas didn't say it was a bribe" accepts ]
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but there's something in scien's chest that warms at that. to be cherished, is it? a foreign sentiment to a god who is so accustomed to giving unconditionally while expecting nothing in return. it's sweet. he thinks he could get used to this.
and so he'll give lucas another kiss, licking into his mouth insistently as if hoping that he'll be able to capture those words again with a curious swipe of his tongue.
even when he pulls away, his eyes are bright ]
To offer me such sweet words... Are you looking for me to spoil you more?
[ is it a bribe? scien accepts. "lucas didn't say it was a bribe" accepts ]