ATOM.

brilliantlybeloved:

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❝ We didn’t say anything because there was such an awful lot to say, and no language to say it in. ❞


xstrange incanted.
drags atreus on top of him and hitches a leg over his hip for smooches

aithreachas:

 @xstrange

       The Templar lets out a soft sound, a tired smile tugging at the corners of his lips as Atreus leaned down to brush them against his husbands and let him have the affection he wanted. It was a slow, lazy kiss that ended with Atreus propping his elbows either side of Stephen’s head and resting his head in his hands. It was close enough that Atreus could lean down and pepper little smooches against his face in affection.

“Maker ah love ye, Stephen.” Atreus breathed against Stephen’s lips before sealing them with another kiss. He shifted, merely settling to rest his weight against him, head buried in the curve of the mage’s neck.

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“Ah’m.. jus.. gonna..” he didn’t even finish his sentence before he was fast asleep atop Stephen’s chest.