The warmth of Athelstan's breath on his skin fills Sinric with the love and joy he has missed. He feels desire rise in him but pushed it down. Now is not the time for it. He closes his eyes and keeps singing softly, letting the rhythm of his song guide his heartbeat and breathing.
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Date: 2015-09-29 11:20 pm (UTC)