// the only heaven i'll be sent to —
The comment of help in the bedroom, though, is one that has him amused as he watches Tal show off his own trinkets from the gods. And while, there are some things Thorn might have to think about in terms of what would help him out, there’s nothing that screams practicality. He works already in a space that caters to his every need. Trying to think one up would be difficult – not impossible, but it would certainly take time.
Regardless, Thorn notices the flinch and the grin that returns, the stammering and stumbling that only receives a little purred sound of a laugh. He doesn’t say much else, not initially, because he rises from his spot in the sun to drift like a ghost toward the courier, still not touching but close enough in his space that Tal could smell the vanilla and mahogany scent that encompasses him. “Let me get a little bit closer and you can take some glances as you see fit then, hm?” He ask, his voice a bit quieter and still as playful as before, but without the distance between them. “It’ll be fun.” He settles directly in Tal’s line of view but where he can look up from the stitches to spot him should he look, entirely stretching out and showing off a little.
Regardless, Thorn notices the flinch and the grin that returns, the stammering and stumbling that only receives a little purred sound of a laugh. He doesn’t say much else, not initially, because he rises from his spot in the sun to drift like a ghost toward the courier, still not touching but close enough in his space that Tal could smell the vanilla and mahogany scent that encompasses him. “Let me get a little bit closer and you can take some glances as you see fit then, hm?” He ask, his voice a bit quieter and still as playful as before, but without the distance between them. “It’ll be fun.” He settles directly in Tal’s line of view but where he can look up from the stitches to spot him should he look, entirely stretching out and showing off a little.
thorn
— is when i'm alone with you //
