[ Maybe magic spells aren't the most productive way to establish your new baseline with a partner who has developed a sexualized craving for blood since you last met. Matt is, at least, aware of what he doesn't know, and intends to proceed with caution. His breath slows, semiconsciously falling into step with Daniel's. Matt inhales deeply, and on the ground beneath their feet, a web of golden light springs up. Its ribbons take on a legible design, one that may be familiar to Daniel depending on how closely he remembers the anahata tattoo on Matt's chest. It's not quite the same image; this one has a golden triangle with a line through it at its center, rather than Sanskrit.
As for the kiss, Matt meets Daniel's lips slowly, almost tentatively. But as soon as their mouths meet, he can't help it: His lips fall slightly open, a warm sigh escaping. His heart speeds.
And he makes a soft oh, amused, at Daniel's grip. His fingers land light as an insect's wings on his shoulders. ]
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As for the kiss, Matt meets Daniel's lips slowly, almost tentatively. But as soon as their mouths meet, he can't help it: His lips fall slightly open, a warm sigh escaping. His heart speeds.
And he makes a soft oh, amused, at Daniel's grip. His fingers land light as an insect's wings on his shoulders. ]