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They quietly caress each other's faces, nose to nose, eyes lowered as their expressions deepen.

('I mustn't.')

*Nefarious had sworn to not bind himself to another mortal ever again…*

N.Gin slips his fingers into Nefarious' soft black hair and tilts his face even closer, their lips hovering a fingertip apart, feeling each other's warm quiet breaths.

*But his heart had already decided for him, a goddamn long time ago.*

Most delicately, Nefarious gives in, and lets their lips meet in a careful first touch. A tender brush, glowing with love. N.Gin's eyes peacefully fall shut at the connection, responding in equally modest contact.

Neither of them had expected the other's lips to feel this soft.

(...)

As if under a spell, he felt the weary cyborg peacefully go limp in his arms within minutes- leaving the master of time alone with his thoughts in the quiet dark, still with no intention of sleeping anytime soon.

Except it wasn't quiet.

As his cheek rested against the warm little skull beneath his face, Nefarious was disturbed by an unsettling noise. A deafening orchestra of grinding and buzzing sounded from within the metal casing. Reason enough to drive anyone mad.

'Poor little sweetheart… How do you ever even sleep at all?'

Description
They quietly caress each other's faces, nose to nose, eyes lowered as their expressions deepen.

('I mustn't.')

*Nefarious had sworn to not bind himself to another mortal ever again…*

N.Gin slips his fingers into Nefarious' soft black hair and tilts his face even closer, their lips hovering a fingertip apart, feeling each other's warm quiet breaths.

*But his heart had already decided for him, a goddamn long time ago.*

Most delicately, Nefarious gives in, and lets their lips meet in a careful first touch. A tender brush, glowing with love. N.Gin's eyes peacefully fall shut at the connection, responding in equally modest contact.

Neither of them had expected the other's lips to feel this soft.

(...)

As if under a spell, he felt the weary cyborg peacefully go limp in his arms within minutes- leaving the master of time alone with his thoughts in the quiet dark, still with no intention of sleeping anytime soon.

Except it wasn't quiet.

As his cheek rested against the warm little skull beneath his face, Nefarious was disturbed by an unsettling noise. A deafening orchestra of grinding and buzzing sounded from within the metal casing. Reason enough to drive anyone mad.

'Poor little sweetheart… How do you ever even sleep at all?'