"I trust you with my life and soul, cariad." It would be difficult to feel unwanted when Beelzebub is always so attentive to his feelings and presence while they're together. A bonding is what the knight wants --what he thought the angel would want, with how he works to deepen their relationship-- but he understands the caution the angel's showing. He knows it's a big responsibility to lay in Beelzebub's lap, as much as he may want them to be close.
He presses into the angel's hold as he listens to him speak, the wrapping of his own arms becoming more secure as they snuggle. This is always a warm and loving place to be, in the arms of the being he trusts more than any other.
"Then we're never really apart, in that case. Not truly." A soft smile, and he gently touches the pink ridges of a long-healed scar on the angel's chest. A few beats of silence, and he draws away enough to look the angel in the face. "I wondered, after we fought," he confesses. "What more could I be doing for us both? But the weight of this bonding too, I see, is something that falls more on your shoulders than my own in the end."
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Date: 2020-10-04 08:56 pm (UTC)He presses into the angel's hold as he listens to him speak, the wrapping of his own arms becoming more secure as they snuggle. This is always a warm and loving place to be, in the arms of the being he trusts more than any other.
"Then we're never really apart, in that case. Not truly." A soft smile, and he gently touches the pink ridges of a long-healed scar on the angel's chest. A few beats of silence, and he draws away enough to look the angel in the face. "I wondered, after we fought," he confesses. "What more could I be doing for us both? But the weight of this bonding too, I see, is something that falls more on your shoulders than my own in the end."