Love you too, Zelos. Love you--love you so much. *Malba whispers through kisses, hands wandering Zelos' frame, brushing hair from his face, stroking at his shoulders, his neck. He--to be able to do this, to be able to give his love to Zelos--to so clearly feel Zelos' love... it's so fucking perfect, something he--god it's so perfect.*
Missed this--heh, missed those cute sounds of yours. *he gently teases, providing even more contact, hoping to only add to Zelos' pleasure--definitely adding to his own.* Nn....