"What a wonderful thing it is," J'mon hummed softly, leaning into Gilmore's kisses and his touch, "to be able to meet each other over and over again. To feel those first feelings over and over again. Who can say they have had that experience? It is such a gift and I would not trade it for anything." It was more of an idle thought, but it fit somewhere in their steadily meandering conversation. There was no need to keep anything on task, though. Digressions were perfectly acceptable. Sometimes the flow of thoughts and words was just as interesting as the content itself was.
It would do neither of them any good to dwell on heartache, though. If they had misplaced their feelings in the past, then it was in the past, and the only thing that truly mattered was this moment. It may have been hard to conceive of the idea that J'mon, as powerful as they were and as long as they had lived, had ever felt that particular sting, but it was not an unfamiliar one. The comfort of having Gilmore here with them was that they already knew and trusted him. They had already shared so much with him, and he had taken nothing for granted. He was consistent, yes. And the way J'mon felt about him was enduring beyond time and realms.
They tipped their head up to his kiss and sighed, drawing their leg up to rest gently against his side. "Perhaps you were just enamored by a dragon," J'mon teased, turning to kiss the tip of Gilmore's nose. "I could not blame you for that either. I would have been terribly disappointed had you not been." Being able to inspire awe was, after all, one of the more enjoyable parts of revealing themself to others. There was some flicker of fear in that reveal too, and in the moments afterward. Again, too many people wanted the power for themselves. They had been hunted before, in those first centuries before Ank'harel had begun to grow from the sands. But there had never been so much as an inkling of any of that from Gilmore and J'mon simply couldn't imagine him ever being capable of such a thing.
"Rest now," they said, shifting beneath him so Gilmore could get his arms around them better. "I am going to want more of you later, and you will need all your energy for it." They drew him in for another long, warm kiss, then tucked themself up against his chest.