[He nodded his head, having seen Richard practice with the sword many times in the forest, even if he didn't stop to talk with the younger man. He wondered at the carnage that the younger man would create in the streets of his city or even in Richard's own battles of the realm. He had no doubt that there was a determination that was frightening, and he made a mental note to ask more about the younger man's exploits in battle.
His attention remained on the kisses, and he stroked a hand over the scarred shoulder, encouraging the continuation. If Richard wasn't careful, the younger man either could put him to sleep and stir his desire again. He didn't know which he wanted more right now either, but that moment was fleeting as he felt the stiffness in Richard's body.
He'd ruined the moment, hadn't he? This was what he earned for speaking when tired.
He couldn't relate to the struggle honestly. Silco had been born male, grown up male and lived a very male life. However, he'd been around more than a few people in his city who had changed their chosen gender or had been a little similar to Richard. One had describe the experience of wrongness and self loathing until the change had been made where they could be pleased with themselves.
His hand lifted to cup the back of Richard's head as it came to his shoulder. He remained silent as his fingers laced in that dark hair, providing a limited comfort even as he acquiesced to the request. His other hand moved up Richard's thigh to stroke the younger man's back with long firm strokes of his hand.]
I don't, actually. [He whispered back, his face turned to press his lips against Richard's ear.] I find you as you are very attractive. It is different, yes, but there is nothing about you hideous to my eyes.
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Date: 2024-08-09 02:27 am (UTC)His attention remained on the kisses, and he stroked a hand over the scarred shoulder, encouraging the continuation. If Richard wasn't careful, the younger man either could put him to sleep and stir his desire again. He didn't know which he wanted more right now either, but that moment was fleeting as he felt the stiffness in Richard's body.
He'd ruined the moment, hadn't he? This was what he earned for speaking when tired.
He couldn't relate to the struggle honestly. Silco had been born male, grown up male and lived a very male life. However, he'd been around more than a few people in his city who had changed their chosen gender or had been a little similar to Richard. One had describe the experience of wrongness and self loathing until the change had been made where they could be pleased with themselves.
His hand lifted to cup the back of Richard's head as it came to his shoulder. He remained silent as his fingers laced in that dark hair, providing a limited comfort even as he acquiesced to the request. His other hand moved up Richard's thigh to stroke the younger man's back with long firm strokes of his hand.]
I don't, actually. [He whispered back, his face turned to press his lips against Richard's ear.] I find you as you are very attractive. It is different, yes, but there is nothing about you hideous to my eyes.