[Frustration tended to get muttered or sighed words in Spanish from him on the worst days, but mostly it was words uttered to himself when he thought no one was listening. Bitching under his breath. The term of endearment for Balthier is knew, maybe born out of desperation for him to understand what he meant to him, without Reyes realizing he was doing it at first.
His tongue understood better what he should do than his mind sometimes.]
Don't you dare.
[Reyes tips his head up, meant for another kiss, but it doesn't come. There's a moment of realization that Balthier is looking at him. Looking and he'll stare back, gaze soft, contemplative in turn. His lips twitch into a smile when those hands hold his face. Settling back against the couch with the pirate's insistence he'll gather Balthier as close as he can looking up at him, finding he quite likes the view.]
See something you like?
[Soft, a light tease even as his hands settle on the pirate's hips, fingers toying up under the hem of his shirt to touch at warm skin. God knows he sees something he likes. Balthier looks beautiful above him, the light of the room behind him in a soft halo effect that would probably make him laugh if Reyes told him he looked like an angel. Wait, do they have angels in Ivalice?
And things may break, but they can be mended too. Sometimes it doesn't last, but all they can do is try and hope for the best. Both of them strive for it with each other.]
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Date: 2022-07-10 01:18 pm (UTC)His tongue understood better what he should do than his mind sometimes.]
Don't you dare.
[Reyes tips his head up, meant for another kiss, but it doesn't come. There's a moment of realization that Balthier is looking at him. Looking and he'll stare back, gaze soft, contemplative in turn. His lips twitch into a smile when those hands hold his face. Settling back against the couch with the pirate's insistence he'll gather Balthier as close as he can looking up at him, finding he quite likes the view.]
See something you like?
[Soft, a light tease even as his hands settle on the pirate's hips, fingers toying up under the hem of his shirt to touch at warm skin. God knows he sees something he likes. Balthier looks beautiful above him, the light of the room behind him in a soft halo effect that would probably make him laugh if Reyes told him he looked like an angel. Wait, do they have angels in Ivalice?
And things may break, but they can be mended too. Sometimes it doesn't last, but all they can do is try and hope for the best. Both of them strive for it with each other.]