Hmmm can I have some fruit and those flat cakes with the syrup on them? [Astaldo said thoughtfully, looking thoughtful as he laid out in the bed, looking over on his side.]
(It is a shame that not all can remain peaceful. Tambë has trouble cooking - with a stove top especially - and there is a small cry of dismay from the kitchen followed by the clatter of a dish.)
(The fire is too high on the stove and Tambë looks sick and pale, holding his hand to his chest. He makes a desperate sound in his throat when Astaldo appears, backing as far from the fire as he can get.)
It's alright. [He took Tambe's hand in his, bringing it up to his lips to kiss the burn. He wanted to give his lover something else to focus on, something to try to distract him.]
(There is sensation in his hand - in his fingers. He hasn't lost it and it isn't burned badly. Tambë gives his head a sharp shake and forces himself to breathe.)
Is it... I know it's fine. (The fear is hard to fight.)
They can be berry pancakes- I love blackberries too! [He leaned over to steal a blueberry with a flush, he couldn't help himself sometimes but he grabbed one for Tambe as well, holding it up for him to eat.]
Of course! [Astaldo laughed softly when Tambe kissed his finger before going to get plates and couple of glasses. He poured them both some juice that they could have with their breakfast.]
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And we certainly enjoy them. [He was fortunate that they could do that every day, they had such a passion for each other.]
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I enjoy them and I pray I return the favor. (Shakily, he pulls his lover up and into a heated kiss, licking his lips.)
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He had never been unsatisfied with his husband, not once.]
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I would do...anything for you.
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Always. All of me is yours.
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And I hope you'll eat with me, if you're hungry.
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(His eyes sparkle mischievously as he walks to the door. The kittens wiggle and jump down to follow him. He might give them food too!)
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He stretched out, a content smile on his face. Sometimes it was overwhelming how happy he was.]
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Love- are you alright?
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It can't hurt you, I won't let it!
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I burned... It reminded me.
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Is it... I know it's fine. (The fear is hard to fight.)
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Why don't you go back to bed-I'll finish breakfast.
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No, I promised.
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At least let me help?
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I think that would be delicious!
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What do you think of blackberries too?
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Just...stay with me? I will be fine. (He moves to the stove and turns on the fire again, heating up the pan after he sprayed it.)
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