Anael's hands stroked Robin's back as they grew still, and the angel turned his face towards him and pressed a kiss to wild brown curls. "That was beautiful," he echoed, agreed, confirmed and loved, still talking Sumerian, but now aware that he was, that they had been. It stretched the smile that wouldn't leave his lips into something sharper, for his amusement.
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Date: 2015-06-26 02:29 pm (UTC)