Her smile eased the anxiety in his chest, putting to rest the worry that he'd put his foot in his mouth again. Well, he had, but at least it wasn't too badly. "Thank you," he murmured as they leaned together, enjoying the simple pleasure of being with each other. When he was with her like this he could breathe without the weight of his business or the threats of a world sliding towards war crushing the air from his lungs. He could let down the prickly walls of his emotional defenses and let himself feel safe and loved, and able to love in return without fear of rejection or mockery.
Her lips brushed his cheek and his smile widened, helplessly soft and filled with a delight he didn't know how to hide. Unable to speak at first, the only thing he could do was wrap his arms back around his partner's waist, pulling her closer. At a loss for words he just hugged her tight, wishing with all his heart that the moment would last forever.
It couldn't unfortunately. A wave washed higher up on the shore than the rest, startling Boreal as it raced over her toes. She huffed and heaved herself up to chase after it, biting happily at the surf and then spitting it out again when it turned out to be salty. Tal tried to stifle a laugh against Alys's hair, burying his face into the crook of her neck as he snickered at his companion's silly antics. "I think she's tryin' t'tell me she wants lunch," he admitted with a grin. "Feel up to a date?"
Her lips brushed his cheek and his smile widened, helplessly soft and filled with a delight he didn't know how to hide. Unable to speak at first, the only thing he could do was wrap his arms back around his partner's waist, pulling her closer. At a loss for words he just hugged her tight, wishing with all his heart that the moment would last forever.
It couldn't unfortunately. A wave washed higher up on the shore than the rest, startling Boreal as it raced over her toes. She huffed and heaved herself up to chase after it, biting happily at the surf and then spitting it out again when it turned out to be salty. Tal tried to stifle a laugh against Alys's hair, burying his face into the crook of her neck as he snickered at his companion's silly antics. "I think she's tryin' t'tell me she wants lunch," he admitted with a grin. "Feel up to a date?"
