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X'rhun's skin was soft under his fingers, and the man's eyes hazy as they slowly opened to look back at him. G'yozah smiled, and continued his fingers' soft trail up the man's cheek.
"You can rest," he mumbled, stroking some pale, silvery hair to the side, to reveal more of X'rhun's face. "I'm awake," the man mumbled back, and a smile tugged at his lips, so close to G'yozah that he felt the warm puffs of air as X'rhun breathed. The smile made his eyes crease, and G'yozah's fingers quickly trailed further up, softly tracing the crinkles in the corners of X'rhun's eyes, slightly warping the tribal spots there.
"Yes, I have wrinkles," X'rhun mumbled, sounding a little amused, and G'yozah turned his gaze to meet X'rhun's. Such a sharp, light blue, yet there was nothing but warmth in them. G'yozah hummed, and let his fingers continue their path up, just under his eyebrow and onto where his nose started, slowly mapping out the wrinkles there too.
"I like them," he said, returning his gaze to his fingers, and X'rhun chuckled softly. He did like them, they showed all the time that had passed to make X'rhun X'rhun. Liked the way they made him look both softer and rougher at the same time. He wondered what time would do to his own face, whether it would compliment him as well as it had X'rhun.
"You have odd taste," X'rhun replied, his voice soft, almost a purr, as his hand settled on G'yozah's neck, fingers threading into his loose braid. G'yozah leaned into the touch and let his fingers slide down along X'rhun's nose, to his lips, tracing the curved lower lip before withdrawing.
"I have perfect taste," he mumbled, his smile turning more playful. X'rhun's laugh was warm, rumbling and G'yozah noticed how those crinkles deepend just a little more. The fingbelow his right ear, where he loved it the most. A long, deep breath, as he nuzzled into the hand on his head, wishing for more.
"I'll get them too one day," he whispered, shuffling a little closer and burying his face in the older man's neck, liking the way his loose hair tickled his face. He felt X'rhun laugh again, and his ears twitched at the precious sound.
"Not for quite some years," X'rhun's voice came, and G'yozah reach up a little, placing a soft kiss on his sharp jawline. "But I am sure they will only add to your charm."
Humming, G'yozah nuzzled close again, snaking an arm around the man's back.
"My charm," he mumbled, a questioning tone in his voice, selfishly wishing for X'rhun to elaborate.
X'rhun hummed, fingers again scratching his head and then softly stroking over his hair.
"You're beautiful, Yozah." G'yozah could hear the smile in his voice, and see the way the corners of his eyes crinkled again in his mind.
Beautiful. Just like his X'rhun.