[ Oh, those eyes. They're terribly easy to get lost in, and even the wide, dark expanse of sky above them seems to pale in comparison to the stars in Dream's gaze. It makes it all too easy for Arthur to arch back up for another kiss. Far more brief, but just as sweet. ]
You spoil me. [ His hand falls away from Dream's coat, coming instead to rest on the side of his face. ] My stars.
no subject
You spoil me. [ His hand falls away from Dream's coat, coming instead to rest on the side of his face. ] My stars.