[Fortunately they were alone, because even in Dorian's head the moment was far too touching to be viewed by anyone else on the outside, what would it do to their reputation? After all no one could mistake the altus for being sentimental or overtly sweet--sarcastic, sharp-witted, playful, charming, and a bit on the evasive side...but here he is and very self-aware. It's been a while since the last time he made such longing eyes at another, Rilienus might have been the last man to really captivate him in the way that he found himself captivated by John...and they couldn't be more different.
Except Dorian had to admit, John held a kind of power over him that Rilienus did not and one that made him possible with a simple word. It was enough to ease that dull ache, maybe not dismiss it entirely, because how could Dorian hope to be so lucky? He wasn't a hopeless optimist after all. There was no dizzy dreamer in him that saw the world around him for the endless possibilities, only the realist that took the world for what his experiences had left him with.]
Don't be silly, I've no intention of leaving...or have you forgotten how selfish I can be? [He wanted to sound more insouciant, but that tremor in his voice that always gave his emotions away wouldn't let him so he dropped another kiss on John's lips, his own curling into a grin he couldn't properly mask. It was brief.] Now...if you'll stop being so delightfully distracting [says the man who keeps dipping down for kisses] I'll show you just how good I intend to make of my intentions.
[And that included finishing his cleaning of John, changing his bandages and trousers, and washing his hair clean of residual filth. Not tasks Dorian would do for just anyone.]
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Except Dorian had to admit, John held a kind of power over him that Rilienus did not and one that made him possible with a simple word. It was enough to ease that dull ache, maybe not dismiss it entirely, because how could Dorian hope to be so lucky? He wasn't a hopeless optimist after all. There was no dizzy dreamer in him that saw the world around him for the endless possibilities, only the realist that took the world for what his experiences had left him with.]
Don't be silly, I've no intention of leaving...or have you forgotten how selfish I can be? [He wanted to sound more insouciant, but that tremor in his voice that always gave his emotions away wouldn't let him so he dropped another kiss on John's lips, his own curling into a grin he couldn't properly mask. It was brief.] Now...if you'll stop being so delightfully distracting [says the man who keeps dipping down for kisses] I'll show you just how good I intend to make of my intentions.
[And that included finishing his cleaning of John, changing his bandages and trousers, and washing his hair clean of residual filth. Not tasks Dorian would do for just anyone.]