[ Kaeya enjoys hearing it, and Albedo enjoys saying it, the shape of it in his mouth, riding his voice in that breathless way that he has never uttered another person's name before. Not even when he has touched himself in the past, he never thought of another as his object of affection. It merely never occurred to him, never seemed to fit into place with who he was.
He has missed out on a great deal in his oversight, it seems.
As Kaeya rolls him over onto his side and pulls him into his warm arms, Albedo curls his hands against Kaeya's broad chest, reveling in the unfamiliar sensation of bare skin against his own, of being so near another person. It's...odd, but not unwelcome. It's a shock just how comfortable it is. ]
Good.
[ He murmurs in response, nudging his nose against Kaeya's neck, mouthing at his skin, tasting his salt and sweat. ]
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He has missed out on a great deal in his oversight, it seems.
As Kaeya rolls him over onto his side and pulls him into his warm arms, Albedo curls his hands against Kaeya's broad chest, reveling in the unfamiliar sensation of bare skin against his own, of being so near another person. It's...odd, but not unwelcome. It's a shock just how comfortable it is. ]
Good.
[ He murmurs in response, nudging his nose against Kaeya's neck, mouthing at his skin, tasting his salt and sweat. ]
You're...very talented.