...Maybe this is what it's like to think someone is adorable.
[He mutters it to himself, assuming Izumi can't hear him. After all, he's doing his best to fall asleep. Sandalphon presses another kiss to the top of his head as he continues down the hall, grabs some pajamas for Izumi, and carries him to his own bedroom.
After carefully laying him down and lifting his legs enough to shimmy his pajama pants up over his waist, Sandalphon gets to working on the shirt, eyes flickering between the bruises that litter his torso again. His neck in particular is a mess...maybe he should just heal it up now and get it over with?
...Then again, as tired as he is himself, he might honestly pass out in the middle of it. It's probably best to wait until morning, after he's had some time to recuperate. Still, it looks painful...and before he knows it, he's hunkered down to straddle Izumi's waist, leaning down to leave a trail of gentle kisses down his neck, to the bites on his shoulder and every other mark he left on the man he loves. He knows that you can't actually kiss someone better, of course, no matter how fond mortals are of the expression. But hopefully this gets the sentiment across without disturbing him too much from his attempt to sleep.
He mulls over their exchanged confessions, wonders if it will feel any different if he says it again. But without the adrenaline and a rush of pleasure to keep him from thinking too hard, his throat traps the words before he can give voice to them again, no matter what he tries. Sandalphon loves Izumi...and Izumi had told him he loves him back. It should be enough just to know that. After all, that's how it is with Lucifer, isn't it? Knowing that he's loved is enough, because it has to be. Because they can't be together, after all.
It's as simple as that, so why can't he just be content with the way things are?
Sandalphon aggressively shakes his head, reaching for the pajama top once more.]
Izumi, put your arms up...
[He speaks quietly, and if Izumi's too tired to do it or already asleep, Sandalphon will just move his arms himself.]
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...Maybe this is what it's like to think someone is adorable.
[He mutters it to himself, assuming Izumi can't hear him. After all, he's doing his best to fall asleep. Sandalphon presses another kiss to the top of his head as he continues down the hall, grabs some pajamas for Izumi, and carries him to his own bedroom.
After carefully laying him down and lifting his legs enough to shimmy his pajama pants up over his waist, Sandalphon gets to working on the shirt, eyes flickering between the bruises that litter his torso again. His neck in particular is a mess...maybe he should just heal it up now and get it over with?
...Then again, as tired as he is himself, he might honestly pass out in the middle of it. It's probably best to wait until morning, after he's had some time to recuperate. Still, it looks painful...and before he knows it, he's hunkered down to straddle Izumi's waist, leaning down to leave a trail of gentle kisses down his neck, to the bites on his shoulder and every other mark he left on the man he loves. He knows that you can't actually kiss someone better, of course, no matter how fond mortals are of the expression. But hopefully this gets the sentiment across without disturbing him too much from his attempt to sleep.
He mulls over their exchanged confessions, wonders if it will feel any different if he says it again. But without the adrenaline and a rush of pleasure to keep him from thinking too hard, his throat traps the words before he can give voice to them again, no matter what he tries. Sandalphon loves Izumi...and Izumi had told him he loves him back. It should be enough just to know that. After all, that's how it is with Lucifer, isn't it? Knowing that he's loved is enough, because it has to be. Because they can't be together, after all.
It's as simple as that, so why can't he just be content with the way things are?
Sandalphon aggressively shakes his head, reaching for the pajama top once more.]
Izumi, put your arms up...
[He speaks quietly, and if Izumi's too tired to do it or already asleep, Sandalphon will just move his arms himself.]