[ A slow grin turned up the corners of Eoghan's mouth. Aemond was just as clear with his intentions as the warden remembered him being, or, that was the sensation that wrapped around his brain as he watched that eye move over his face. ] And you like it, [ which was murmured just as softly, as equally a complement as Aemond's words were.
After facing down an archdemon, claiming a prince should be as easy as the steps to this waltz, and while Eoghan didn't falter, there was still a touch of nerves as he rose to that challenge. What he knew—believed he knew—of Aemond was that he was particular and proud, as ferocious as the dragons his family bore on their banners and bonded with, and he was fiery, too, and so much more.
The music seemed to wrap around them, but Eoghan could only think about the soft yet chapped lips against his own, the hand in his, his other sliding up the length of Aemond's spine. The rest of the world fell away, and Eoghan only wished he'd done this sooner. ]
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After facing down an archdemon, claiming a prince should be as easy as the steps to this waltz, and while Eoghan didn't falter, there was still a touch of nerves as he rose to that challenge. What he knew—believed he knew—of Aemond was that he was particular and proud, as ferocious as the dragons his family bore on their banners and bonded with, and he was fiery, too, and so much more.
The music seemed to wrap around them, but Eoghan could only think about the soft yet chapped lips against his own, the hand in his, his other sliding up the length of Aemond's spine. The rest of the world fell away, and Eoghan only wished he'd done this sooner. ]