my bones are caving in

It's in the stars
it's been written in the scars on our hearts

The bites he would wear with pride, the bruises a way of showing off the intimacy between them - but then, perhaps to keep it intimate, he would find appreciation in Kia's careful placement of her lovebites once the scene settled down more. Chuy was who he was, an honest fellow, he was unashamed of the depth of his feelings for her and he would tell others quite plainly if they saw the evidence and asked after its origin. Come Flowerbirth, with their travel plans, the many layers that he wears in Halo would likely lessen, lending to more exposed skin…

Gods, but he was smitten, utterly and completely, his mind and body relishing in everything that she was to him. They were both still catching their breath even as they fell, his chest rising and falling, lifting his 'Kia blanket' with every intake. A deep, soft rumbling chuckle echoed within him, from everything - the satisfaction, the experience, the many different emotions churning within him, and her response to his question.

Running his hands down her side, as if to mimic the touches hers were doing to him, (he subtly disposed of the protection while he was down there with a well-aimed toss to the bin), he firmly grasped both of her buttocks in ahis generous grip as he said: "Kick ass and chase monsters?" He huffed a laugh in between his breaths, which were still coming in puffs every now and then. "I'd never presume to tell you what your normal is, Kia. I can only hope you consider me a part of it." He words were softer now, the playacting tone dropped, though he spoke with a smile softening the edges of his mouth and a brow raised in curiosity, tilting his head down to better gauge her reaction.

That we're not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

CHULANE