[ There's really no room for doubt in Xenk's mind—Fenris communicates his feelings clearly. Xenk will carry him in his heart for however long he shall live, and in so doing will ensure that Fenris' memory lives on forever. As an arbiter for the hearts of his friends, Xenk has always found this burden somewhat heavy, but for Fenris... the weight is light. It is without question.
Xenk allows himself to be touched and touches in kind, his hand rising up Fenris' back to keep a steady hold on him. Xenk recognizes that hunger and affection, for it's a feeling he knows well. When one finds oneself in the arms of someone who will love and care for them, it's easy to melt and open up for them. Words bear little meaning in comparison.
Even for Xenk, who has such trouble letting others see his vulnerabilities, there's no need to fear the safety of Fenris' affection. They are in their home. They are with each other. In this world where great risks and danger seem far off, Xenk could think of no greater indulgence. Save, perhaps, if Astarion were to join them. ]
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Xenk allows himself to be touched and touches in kind, his hand rising up Fenris' back to keep a steady hold on him. Xenk recognizes that hunger and affection, for it's a feeling he knows well. When one finds oneself in the arms of someone who will love and care for them, it's easy to melt and open up for them. Words bear little meaning in comparison.
Even for Xenk, who has such trouble letting others see his vulnerabilities, there's no need to fear the safety of Fenris' affection. They are in their home. They are with each other. In this world where great risks and danger seem far off, Xenk could think of no greater indulgence. Save, perhaps, if Astarion were to join them. ]