The Reluctant Inquisitor

OOOH I hope I'm not too late! But a kiss to Seth and Malina from Varlen

Attention: Team Sweet and Spicy, please report to the kissing booth, thank you. 

Sethras - sighs. Where to begin? He caresses Varlen’s cheek, his other hand on his hip, guiding Varlen closer to him. Sethy seems to have made up his mind, and bends in to kiss his- 

“Look you’re probably going to smooch him till both your pants fly off, so may I go first? I’ll be quick.” Seth yelps as Malina pushes him aside with surprising force. “You. How many pots and sculpted breakables have I lost to you? You’ve managed to set an entire carpet on fire once- don’t think I’ve forgotten!- WITHOUT any source of flame nearby. You know, I still remember that MESS of a knife handle you made. The simplest task. You can’t smooth wood down, you can’t paint half-past-decent, you can’t even tend the fire! Oh, Varlen!” 

Malina - kisses him on the forehead anyway, gently, tenderly. Like a mother kissing her son. And on his nose. She retreats, sighing at his appearance, straightening out his robes and shaking her head at his plaidweave pants. A kiss on his fingertips, his knuckles, and then, one on the back of his hand. “It takes a truly strong spirit to rise again.” Malina smiles at him, brushing stray locks from his face. “And that is what you are, Varlen. A strong man. Pretty useless,” She mock-glares him, “but at least you’re pretty, eh?” She pats his arm and pushes him towards Seth. “Ok, go get smooched senseless.” 

Sethras - holds his kadan again, watching Malina go before flitting hands gingerly over Varlen, as though Malina’s words might manifest as some physical injury on him. After deeming him none the worst for wear Seth shyly resumes where he left off, kissing his nose, trailing feather light kisses along his jaw, teasing at the corner of his mouth before kissing him full on the lips, on his neck, over his heart. 

He pulls up a seat, sits and pulls Varlen into his lap then, taking his time to kiss the inside of his wrists, his knuckles, fingertips, the back of his hands. How he admires Varlen. Oh, just the thought of him- Seth presses loving kisses into the palm of his hands. His large hand supports Varlen’s back, the other securing his waist as he dips Varlen back gently, placing a kiss on his knee, and a lingering, sensuous kiss on his stomach. He pulls Varlen back for more kisses, holding and relishing the feel of Varlen’s hips as the kisses dissolve into something more and infinite…

Find out what the kisses mean here