The only real reason that Phillip has never made the direct comparison between the two of them is because he tried very hard not to. This far into his lifetime, he'd reasoned, he should be over Azem, and with no longer wanting to have a hand in this world's end, he should stop expecting to be able to see him again. It is ironic, in a way, that giving up on the path that should have led to finding him again is what actually found himself in some version of his long lost lover's arms.
"Mm," is all he saw by way of agreement, both distracted by the gentle ministrations and wanting to allow that space, for them both to think, to settle with the thoughts. He lets out a warm sigh as those lips find him again, pulling a thought from him and a little laugh with it. "I'd assumed I just had a type."
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Date: 2021-08-27 10:46 pm (UTC)"Mm," is all he saw by way of agreement, both distracted by the gentle ministrations and wanting to allow that space, for them both to think, to settle with the thoughts. He lets out a warm sigh as those lips find him again, pulling a thought from him and a little laugh with it. "I'd assumed I just had a type."