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"We've been busy lately.. But let's make up for the lost time, hm?" He pulls him on to his lap, relaxing against the booth's plush seating as he reels Aventurine in for a kiss.
He gently parts his lips, inviting him in to delve deeper while his hands slips up from beneath
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its close and they're quickly settled in to a booth with curtains pulled down for more privacy.
The pair sits side by side, and after making sure it's just them now, he wraps his arm around Aventurine's waist.
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That single kiss isn't enough, he drags him in for more— covering his face with little pecks after. Taking the gifts he turns his attention on his beloved.
He cradles his face in his palm, concern dawning on his expression as he strokes his thumb on his cheek.
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@tryourluckk He picks up Aventurine for their evening, dressed up head to toe in the nines in his usual black, reds and silver— hair slicked back and in his arm cradling a variety of flowers for his lover.
The moment he sees him, he greets him with a kiss upon the cheek,
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Wriothesley sits in silence for a long while after Aventurine— his Kakavasha had finished speaking.
"..it makes me happy that you've allowed me to know your little secret. You are dear to me too— one of the few I've held close to my heart."
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He continued, uncertainty gracing his smile.
"Did you know that 'Wriothesley' is not my name?
It was a long time ago you see— after I was thrown in to prison for the first time, I decided to change my name. I was very young still, barely in to my eleventh year.
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