Rowan smiled happily, murmuring back, “I love you too…” With Alvor massaging him… gosh it felt good. His eyes fluttered closed and he mumbled selfishly, “Can you… can you keep doing that…? It feels really nice…” Rowan couldn’t help but be a bit greedy. Not many liked to touch him in fear of contracting whatever disease he had, even the nurses seemed a bit wary, so to be massaged felt so, so good.
Alvor smiled at the other, kissing his forehead. "Of course my love." He says gently. He continues to rub the others arm. He noticed how much the other enjoyed it, and he wanted to spoil the other as much as he could possibly do. He knew the other was a little touch starved, so he offered the other as much affection as he could. He looked at the other and kissed his lips slowly, looking relaxed.
Rowan completely melted into the kiss. This was all he needed to survive, all he needed was Alvor. He soaked in every bit of affection and every gentle touch like it was water in a drought. People underestimated the power of a gentle touch too often, because wow Alvor was making Rowan feel so loved. It warmed his heart so much.
All Alvor ever needed was Rowan. His beautiful, kind Rowan. He adored the beautiful blessing of a person in his lap. He gave the other as much attention that he would ever want and need. He would give everything to his Rowan. Gosh- he was so lucky to have the male in his lap. He didn't know how he managed to pull the other into his grasps but somehow he did.
Rowan loved him. He didn’t realize how much he was missing in his life until he found Alvor. His lips found Alvor’s in a perfect symphony. The pure joy and love in Rowan’s heart accidentally caused him to release his powers a little—his hands merely glowing a light green. The magic didn’t do anything since their wasn’t any plants within range, but it there had been, they would’ve been blooming.
He was relieved to be with Rowan. He loved Rowan with his entire being, and he would do anything to help the other be happy. He noticed the gentle green light and smiles a little as that happens. "You're glowing, love." He says, laughing quietly. "You're so sweet." He mutters, pressing soft kisses to Rowans face and neck.
Rowan blushed, cracking his eyes opened to look at his illuminated hands. “Well look at that,” He remarked with a giggled, then splayed his good hand on Alvor’s chest as if in memory of when he’d put so much work into trying to buy them time. “You make me bright like this. You make me happy.” Rowan mumbled with a grin, soaking in each and every one of those kisses.
Alvor was full on smiling now, taking the others good hand and placing a kiss to his palm. "Indeed, would you look at that." he says softly, wanting to hear more of those sweet giggles. Rowan was to cute for his own goof. "God you're perfect…" He whispers, continuing to press those gentle kisses against his skin. "You make me happy too, love." He whispers as he looks at the other before capturing his lips in a sweet and slow kiss.
Rowan blushed a little more, smiling lovingly as Alvor kissed him all over. He immediately kissed him back, letting out a little hum of enjoyment into the kiss. His hands grew a tad bit bright as he grabbed Alvor’s shirt and pulled himself as close as he could get. Rowan kissed him deeply, unable to get enough of this wonderful guy with him.
He smiled a little bit as he kissed him, leaning into those irresistible lips. Rowan himself was irresistible. He hummed happily and wrapped his arms around the other, never ceasing his gentle movements as he held Rowan. He pressed close to Rowan, his eyes sliding shut. Gosh- Rowan's lips fit so perfectly with his, they were soft as soft as velvet and as sweet as honey. He was addicted. He loved Rowan so much.
Rowan shifted to wrap one leg over Alvor’s waist, unable to be close enough as they kissed. Alvor was like the nectar of love and life, and Rowan wanted to drink. He loved him. He loved everything about him, he loved how gentle and warm the other male was, he loved being in his arms. Rowan fit perfect with him, like two puzzle piece attached together in wondrous harmony.
Alvor shifted as close as possible to Rowan, wanting nothing more then to be with him, hold him close, be with him every step of the way. He cupped Rowan's face, memorizing his scent, his build, every little feature he could find. He wanted to engrave the memory of Rowan into his being. He kissed gently, wanting nothing more then to stay like this.
Rowan could forget about the pain he was in when he was with Alvor. He could forget about his disease, he could forget about his mother, he could forget about a lot of things that troubled his mind. Rowan’s love for Alvor outshined all of that. It was a wonderful, beautiful thing that they had together. Rowan would never, ever let it go.
Alvor kissed sweetly at Rowan's lips and neck, memorizing everything about him. God's above he adores the beautiful person siting in his lap, the one he got to kiss and hold and love. He was so happy to have Rowan by his side. He wouldn't give this up for anything.
Rowan would die for those lips. “Alvor…. gosh I love you Alvor…” Rowan murmured softly, attempting to shift even closer to Alvor even if they were already flush up against each other. Alvor was meant for him, Rowan quickly decided. Rowan wanted Alvor in the rest of his life, however long or short it may be.
Alvor smiled a little, holding the other as he continued to press kisses to his skin. "I love you too, baby." He mutters quietly in-between kisses. He held the other close to him, wanting nothing more then to stay like this. He sighed in content. He wanted to be with Rowan for the rest of his life and after that.
Rowan didn’t ever want to let what he had right now go. Here was this guy, this wonderful, wonderful guy, who loved him. Alvor met Rowan, with his crippled arm and horrid disease, and still loved him nonetheless. It warm Rowan’s heart like a happy little furnace.
Alvor slowly pulled away from Rowan's neck, returning to his lips. God, he was addicted to Rowan. He didn't think he could live without the other. He smiled at the other, finally pulling away. Rowan was beautiful to him, crippled arm, disease and all. He loved Rowan for who he was, and Alvor was willing to go through hoops to make sure that Rowan was happy.
“Alvor…” Rowan murmured softly, quiet enough so that if Alvor’s dad was awake he wouldn’t hear, “Do you think they’d really be able to fix me?” The thought of being able to go back to that happy life he once had, where he could move his fingers and arm without pain…
Alvor hummed when his name is called before looking up at his sweet, lovable boyfriend. His eyes softened at the others question and he nods a little, a smile gracing his lips. "I know they can." He replies, running a hand through Rowan's hair. "My dad Halo saved my father John multiple times, and papa managed to heal me and Halo when we were attacked. I still have the scar from then." He chuckled and kissed the others forehead. "I have faith they can do it."
Rowan smiled a little bit more, whispering, “I guess I just still can’t believe it… the chance at a normal life again.” The thought of a life without that permanently pain. Suddenly Rowan felt his eyes dampen with tears of joy before he could stop them. “Sorry,” He whispered breathily, trying to at his eyes before any tears could fall.
Alvor kissed his lips sweetly, "Baby. You're already normal. You just have a little weakness." He whispers, kissing his forehead. When the other began crying, Alvor starts in surprise before smiling gently. "Of course, love." He whispers, kissing his tears away. "I'll do what I can to help." He murmured, a light smile on his lips.
Rowan’s heart warmed. Anything Alvor did, it made Rowan feel better. Alvor made him feel loved, he made him feel worth something again. “Thank you, Alvor. I love you. To the stars and back.” Rowan smiled, a couple tears still escaping his eyes but he didn’t care. Alvor made him feel free. Free from his physical weaknesses.
Alvor kissed away his tears, pressing kisses to his face, lips, neck and shoulders. "I love you so much." He whispers as he wraps his arms protectively around Rowan. "You are my everything." He mutters as he stayed beside Rowan. He needed nothing more then to be beside him. He needed nothing more then to be around his precious boyfriend for him to feel whole, complete.
Rowan smiled at each and every kiss. He concluded that this was what people were meant for. People were supposed to find love, because gosh this was so fulfilling. It gave Rowan purpose, it brought color to a grey world. Rowan was only grateful that Alvor chose him. That they could share each other, that the could love each other and be loved for as long as they were together.