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@quartlet​ said :   grasps his chin 😇

              how peculiar.     to have chin grasped like this is meant to be perceived as a gift,     the culmination of a warmth between two souls that dance,     dance.     /     one is meant to reign over land,     protect the greenery that nature's heavenly touch graced,     her teachings sacred    &    a promise of growth.     to nurture these small seeds into blooming flowers of varying hues,     conjuring a mosaic that man - made fabric could not wish to surpass that beauty,     they could not wish to replicate it,     for man's hands serve nature.     the other is meant to dwell within the depths of the ocean,     where few know that nature's touch cannot ever forge a bond between land    &    sea.     yes,     it does not matter how ravishing that presented exterior is,     it matters not what bonny colors he adorns     (   that is all he shall ever know   ),     mysteries lie abundant beyond this serene shore,     yet cerulean hues be only granted a perspective on what is meant to be seen.     the darkness beyond cannot be trod through so easily,     for freedom's end lies at those darkened depths that beckon him.     /

              this is no dance of warmth.     there is no innate love to be had.     what they have   ?     it's different,     but he is not caged.     to leave one's zone of comfort is to spread these wings    &    delve into the world's gifts,     to travel is to journey    &    experiment with what brings joy.     sharing that with others is so truly a virtue few have,     but to reject the side of him that is tempted    &    tempted    &    tempted by this man is to reject himself.     to dance with khada jhin is to accept the dangers of life,     it's to partake in elation through unorthodox means,     shun by level - headed ones that so feared placing their hearts in the hands of death's disciple.     (   what is reason if not an object that obstructs one from mingling with what is deemed pernicious   ?     what is reason if not what impedes growth.   )     is this growth   ?     don't ask him.     to live in the moment without worrying over future is a motto he's so since followed,    &    what great joy it brings him.

              ❛     oh,     so     ...     you wanted to touch me   ?     ❜     to not make an implication of the sort would be uncharacteristic,     to leave the virtuoso without a response would be to reject the self.     each sense in rakan's body is rising,     electrifying nearly,     shudder only barely escaping his lips as an icy touch is felt at bare back.     he hums.     leans into the touch,     their actions could speak for them.     a poem need not be spoken.     let it be performed,     let it be a stage where the only audience is they,     intertwined by a merciless fate.     what,     oh what could be more lovely than this   ?     ❛     going for my chin,     i'd rather you touch me somewhere else.     ❜     hand shifts,     journeys over to the only part where there's exposed skin,     pads gentle in their approach,     carefully touching bicep 'till one digit,     two digits,     three dance onward,     halting before forearm,     only to feel the expanse of skin as they rise once more,     firm grip near jhin's shoulder.     don't stop what you're doing.     ❛     unless     ...     maybe you want to be the one that gets touched tonight   ?     ❜     an open offer.     an open mind.     this dance they have is liberating.     many have clamored over how mystery itself should be feared.     the mystery of khada jhin,     however,     has successfully allured him.