Ambriel and Davian: Come Together
"There is something wrong with what you consider wrong," Davian muttered, though it was more a demon talking to an angel than a husband talking to his husband. Davian softened his tone. Ambriel's touch to his cheek helped. It was one of Davian's favorite pastimes, gazing into Ambriel's blue eyes.
"Afraid," Davian answered for him. He stepped closer too, reaching up to wrap his arms around his lover's shoulders, going onto his tip toes to reach as he always did. "You don't have to be afraid, baby. I'm here."