forum The Only One // One on One // CLOSED

Started August 23, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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Nolan smiled almost a bit nervously. "I need to get dressed."

Ayce nodded. "Do you want me to leave so you have privacy?" He asked slowly.

"No, no. I don't- it doesn't matter to me." Nolan went to his drawers ams pulled out his training clothes

"Okay." Ayce sat down on the bed, looking around the room.

Nolan dressed as quickly as his fumbling hands would allow him. He laced up his boots and moved his hair out of his eyes. "Are you ready?"

Ayce nodded, getting up. "Yeah." He replied with a quick smile. "Let's go." He kissed Nolan's cheek softly.

Nolam smiled at him. "You sure you're okay with this?"

Ayce nodded. "Yeah." he replied with a light smile.

Nolan took a deep breath and nodded. He walked to the training room

Ayce followed him quietly.

Nolan found Ayce a place to sit in the room. He kissed him quickly. "I love you."

Ayce kissed him back. "Love you too." He replied. "Now go kick ass." He smirked a little bit. When they had come in, some of the men had watched Ayce a little strangely, eyes flashing between the Fae and Nolan.

Nolan chuckled. "We'll see. I promise you I'll be just fine." He took off his shoes and walked over the mats.

Ayce smiled again, running a hand through his hair. He caught the gaze of one of the men, and looked away quickly, recognizing them.

Training had been hard and brutal. He supposed it was his punishment for talking to Jalaan the way that he had. Combine that with not training for several weeks and he was out of shape. He left the mat with several bruises begining to form. He wiped the blood from his mouth and nose with the back of his hand. Despite the pain, he would do it all over again for Ayce.

Ayce came over to him, looking worried. He pulled out a handkerchief, holding it up and pressing it to the bleeding areas of Nolan's face gently. "You alright?" he asked softly.

Nolan nodded and gently pushed Ayce's hand away. "I'm fine darling. Don't worry about me. Nothing I can't handle."

Ayce sighed softly, putting the handkerchief back in his pocket. "Alright. If…if you say so." He replied slowly.

"I do." Nolan smiled, well as best as he could with a busted lip. He slung his arm around his shoulders.

Ayce leaned against him a little bit. "Should we head back to your room?" he asked softly.