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"Arthur Inkwell here.
I've no earthly idea how this thing is supposed to work, but leave me a message if you're so inclined. I'll retrieve it at some point or another!"

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[dreamlord]

[Dream curves his smile so slightly, but as he gazes at Arthur after they part, his voice is low and stars glint in his eyes.]

Any time you like. Awake or in dreams.

[inklongdry]

[ 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.

[dreamlord]

[A brief kiss that is no less time-stilling as the last, even if it is brief. And then-

My stars. He leans into the touch, closing his eyes briefly.]

With words like that, who is the one truly being spoiled?

[He's so kind, so sweet. This man is a gift.]

[inklongdry]

We can spoil each other. 'Tis only fair.

[ His thumb brushes over Dream's cheek. ]

Thank you, for bringing me here.

[dreamlord]

[He opens his eyes again, smiling down at Arthur.]

And thank you for joining me. I could lose myself in moments like these. Dreams like these.

[A high compliment, coming from the lord of all dreams, no doubt. But he means every word of it. Finally, he straightens.]

And may your mind feel more refreshed when you awaken. [And may that make his physical recovery that much easier.]

[inklongdry]

I hope, then, that we have many more to come.

[ Moments. Dreams. Both.

Another soft pass of his thumb over Dream's skin. ]

I'm sure it shall. And I thank you for that, too.