[Given who Diarmuid was known as, most would be intimidated. But Waver and Waver alone was the one who had his heart and who would have him like this.
The kiss didn't take Diarmuid by surprise as much as it thrilled him more. Thoughts could be cleared from his mind, the weight of a shard of ivory so heavy being rightfully in his hands and what he must do with it.
The immense adoration he had shown in the returned kiss, the hints that Waver could deepen it to his liking, the slips of Diarmuid attempting to do so himself.
And that nearly tied braid becoming completely undone by Diarmuid's hand just to bury it deeper and brush against the back of his neck.]
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The kiss didn't take Diarmuid by surprise as much as it thrilled him more. Thoughts could be cleared from his mind, the weight of a shard of ivory so heavy being rightfully in his hands and what he must do with it.
The immense adoration he had shown in the returned kiss, the hints that Waver could deepen it to his liking, the slips of Diarmuid attempting to do so himself.
And that nearly tied braid becoming completely undone by Diarmuid's hand just to bury it deeper and brush against the back of his neck.]