at the return of his kiss with far more force — far more of clea than he anticipated the sorcerer gave a surprised chuckle, laugh lines at the corners of his eyes becoming apparent for that fleeting moment. the kiss was enough to confirm her return of his affections — the thought alone that his wife still loved him, after all their years and months apart.. filled his stomach with the sensation of butterflies, his heart swelling from the sensation of her.

by the vishanti how he’d missed her, his wife whom held his affections with a grip so vice he’d never dare to so much as look in another woman’s direction — even while she was gone, because she was all he needed. he takes notice of how she slips up in her act of confidence — her own exhaustion showing through. wordless was he when he slowly closed his arms around her, pressing their bodies together in a simple enough hug.

her warmth was intoxicating at times, the gentle glow of earth’s sunlight reflecting off of her — and stephen was there, basking in her radiance. her speak of the rebellion.. turns at his heart, the sorcerer knowing that it will never be over while dormammu and her mother can simply.. return, again and again. he would look into this — help her, if he could.

“   you’re much stronger than i, beloved, you’ll get through it.   ”   he paused, sighing softly and nosing against the side of her neck — remembering her affection of this.   “   you know i am always here for you, should you need me.. i am only one portal away.   ”

come home.