[ palm kiss ] – for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. AND / OR: [ lay ] – for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand.
idc if you're still accepting these :knife: i am forceshipping u. also reading thru this meme was realising how tactile ayaks is dhghdjff i haven't seen a single one he wouldn't do at one point or another lmaooo
How the tables have turned . Heat rises to their face , paints their cheeks a soft shade of pink they can only hope goes unnoticed . Not because they couldn’t handle a bit of teasing , should Ayaks finally decide to get his revenge after all the times Adrian has (lovingly) poked fun , but because this tenderness isn’t something they’re used to . And they’d rather not let that be known .
Ayaks fears nothing . And while that might make him a fool in some aspects , Adrian can’t help but to admire that most about him . He is unafraid on the battlefield just as much as he is unafraid to love , to feel . . . to express his desires . Perhaps there is a part of them that envies as well ; that wishes they could want , too , and not feel shame in doing so .
Adrian doesn’t pull away but they don’t feel deserving of his touch either . There is something gentle , almost reverent in the way his lips press against their palm . Though divinity still lies beneath the surface , they had given up godhood long ago . What could be left for a warrior like him to admire , if not power ?
Conflicted , Adrian does what they do best — push aside uncertainty , apprehension , in favor of an easy smile . “ You missed . ” If it’s affection Ayaks intends to give , they will take it . Always . Even if their cheeks burn with the shame of wanting more . “ My lips are up here . ”
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