The Brightest Stars

BASTIEN "Oh, cara. I can show you new ways to pray that will change your life." Bastien promised, his heart soaring with thrilling joy at how this was turning out. Sleeping with a God, even an ex-God, was a fantasy of his so deeply held it felt unreal to be having it. Bastien put his hand over Caisides and leaned in to kiss him proper, with all the passion one would apply to a familiar lover. His other hand went to rest on Caiside's chest gently, just applying the lightest of pressure. Caiside felt like a precious thing, the golden details on him feeling literal almost as if he were a beautifully wrapped present. Pulling away just slightly, Bastien looked towards his back room. "I have somewhere more comfortable for this kind of worship. Follow me, tesoro." He led Caiside by the hand to his dark back room, where cushions covered a wide soft bench to be used for...parties. you never had time for metaphor, or, rather, you had time to spare for those who used it with care, holy mother star