Stringing words together into proper sentences seemed like a much bigger effort than it should have been, but the heat swirling inside Anael seemed to want to strive towards Robin, anything so that they might share it, share this beautiful gift Robin was giving him. "It feels..." He looked almost pained from the pleasure, and sounded it, too. "Like you're reaching so deep inside me, touching a part of me - that is so rarely touched. And there's nothing but that heat, can you feel it, Robin..."
He probably literally could, if he was paying attention. Without even realising, Anael was letting some of his grace shine through his physical body. Not much, just a sliver, a trickle, but enough to warm the puck through and through, physically as well as emotionally.
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Date: 2015-06-19 03:12 pm (UTC)He probably literally could, if he was paying attention. Without even realising, Anael was letting some of his grace shine through his physical body. Not much, just a sliver, a trickle, but enough to warm the puck through and through, physically as well as emotionally.