lets be really melodramatic, why not
*Malba listens intently to those words whispered against his ear--words that sound so fucking distorted, murky. Is... is it raining? He can hear rain. He frowns at this, taking in and releasing another shaking breath. This is... really so fucking ridiculous. He just... needs to focus, he...
The hybrid lets out a soft moan, his head leaning limply against his lover's. He can do it, right? Just... just focus, and he....* --T-trying, heh...-- he finally manages, his grip on that link weak at best.