[ Well. Sonya knows what he said, and he knows what it implied, or possibly implied for that matter, but he wouldn't have done such a thing if he hadn't been prepared to follow through. Sonya has needs as well, the need to achieve his vision of a perfect world, and for that—he'll use everything and everyone he can, including himself.
He has faith in his ability, his destiny, to see this detour through but that doesn't mean he won't reach for every opportunity he can in that pursuit. And well, he is still a man, even if his time for such leisures is usually only in the waning hours of the night. In many ways, this suits him well. ]
I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long, but it looks like you've put that time to good use, so I'll only apologize a little. [ Said lightly, as he looks around. In the City he's seen so much and so little, but it's rare to see something like this when you come from a land of ice and snow.
He closes the distance between them with a smile. ]
The spring where I come from is more of a brief thaw than a beautiful bloom, but I see that good fortune is with me tonight. [ Of course, his gaze is directed at Merlin and not the flowers. ]
[ Merlin has always cherished whenever humans have followed through on their words. It makes them more brave—far more attractive than what words can manage to spell out. Actions are powerful, cementing what is said into history—can't be taken back, can't be diminished.
To anyone who might come along to expect to see the garden in its normal glory, they will find a wall risen from their perspective, blocking entry and sight into what is going on amongst the gentle flower fields, and ugly statues hidden by the illusionary magic. ]
Hehe, I suppose this is where I say you're forgiven?
[ Merlin's voice continues to tip towards teasing, gentle, as Sonya comes closer—and Merlin steps on over to meet him the rest of the way, letting his white cloak also drop from him, leaving it behind as it flutters in the nightly breeze. He already wears enough layers, no need to complicate it—in front of Sonya he will be able to see him in his sleeveless black turtleneck shirt, pants, and shoes.
His fingers reach out, to boldly, yet gently rest on the other's shoulders. ]
Good fortune is here with you indeed. No one will be allowed entry. They won't see this glorious sight...it's only for you and me. Like a dream, but it's only a beautiful reality.
[ He will also lean slightly upwards to start them off with a bold kiss. ]
[ Habits truly do die hard, Sonya adapting as much as he's willing to the tropical climate in a light, long sleeved shirt (white of course) with black pants and a woven belt. The patterned scarf he was wearing upon arrival having been tucked into one of his pockets as a more summer accessory than necessity, in this place. ]
Well— [ He breathes out at the touch, even as light as it is. ]
Making dreams into reality is my calling. [ It's not often that someone gets the drop on Sonya, and Merlin will be rewarded for his effort with a soft mmn. The kiss he gives in return is just as bold, experienced, and coupled with one gloved hand cupping under the caster's chin. ]
[ White goes together with black, or so says Merlin himself who prefers to dress in both, so of course his opinion is completely unbiased, and the total truth.
It's amusing to see the other so reactive to his advances, but not bad. He finds it interesting, and it isn't like Sonya's paralyzed, hand resting where it is under his chin. His arms encircle the other male's waist as well, and ah, with the kiss being returned with great finesse, he can only be enticed to chase more, a soft chuckle escaping him as he recalls the words uttered just a moment ago. Making dreams into reality is his calling, is it? And he thought it was only him.
Opening his own mouth, slightly, Merlin deepens this intimate expression between them, and even dares to cheekily nip a little at the other man's lower lip as his hands crawl over from where they rest against Sonya's back, to rest against his hips. ]
[ If they're using both hands now, then Sonya will move his free one to rest on the small of Merlin's back. At least until that nip, which prompts him to press their bodies together, the murmur from his throat more felt than heard. He returns the cheekiness with his tongue to draw that part of them closer, too.
They've been here moments and already they're together like this, but maybe that's the point. People are stronger together, in a union, rather than alone. It's another core tenement Sonya believes in, even if there's other ways he could express himself. But it's not like he's shy, and it's not like this has no purpose. He needs allies, and this is a rather simple need compared to all the other ones he's navigated.
Though, there's something beyond that too. He is curious, about the man who seems to have so much power at his fingertips. Well, he'll have more than just that under his fingertips soon. ]
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He has faith in his ability, his destiny, to see this detour through but that doesn't mean he won't reach for every opportunity he can in that pursuit. And well, he is still a man, even if his time for such leisures is usually only in the waning hours of the night. In many ways, this suits him well. ]
I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long, but it looks like you've put that time to good use, so I'll only apologize a little. [ Said lightly, as he looks around. In the City he's seen so much and so little, but it's rare to see something like this when you come from a land of ice and snow.
He closes the distance between them with a smile. ]
The spring where I come from is more of a brief thaw than a beautiful bloom, but I see that good fortune is with me tonight. [ Of course, his gaze is directed at Merlin and not the flowers. ]
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To anyone who might come along to expect to see the garden in its normal glory, they will find a wall risen from their perspective, blocking entry and sight into what is going on amongst the gentle flower fields, and ugly statues hidden by the illusionary magic. ]
Hehe, I suppose this is where I say you're forgiven?
[ Merlin's voice continues to tip towards teasing, gentle, as Sonya comes closer—and Merlin steps on over to meet him the rest of the way, letting his white cloak also drop from him, leaving it behind as it flutters in the nightly breeze. He already wears enough layers, no need to complicate it—in front of Sonya he will be able to see him in his sleeveless black turtleneck shirt, pants, and shoes.
His fingers reach out, to boldly, yet gently rest on the other's shoulders. ]
Good fortune is here with you indeed. No one will be allowed entry. They won't see this glorious sight...it's only for you and me. Like a dream, but it's only a beautiful reality.
[ He will also lean slightly upwards to start them off with a bold kiss. ]
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Well— [ He breathes out at the touch, even as light as it is. ]
Making dreams into reality is my calling. [ It's not often that someone gets the drop on Sonya, and Merlin will be rewarded for his effort with a soft mmn. The kiss he gives in return is just as bold, experienced, and coupled with one gloved hand cupping under the caster's chin. ]
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It's amusing to see the other so reactive to his advances, but not bad. He finds it interesting, and it isn't like Sonya's paralyzed, hand resting where it is under his chin. His arms encircle the other male's waist as well, and ah, with the kiss being returned with great finesse, he can only be enticed to chase more, a soft chuckle escaping him as he recalls the words uttered just a moment ago. Making dreams into reality is his calling, is it? And he thought it was only him.
Opening his own mouth, slightly, Merlin deepens this intimate expression between them, and even dares to cheekily nip a little at the other man's lower lip as his hands crawl over from where they rest against Sonya's back, to rest against his hips. ]
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They've been here moments and already they're together like this, but maybe that's the point. People are stronger together, in a union, rather than alone. It's another core tenement Sonya believes in, even if there's other ways he could express himself. But it's not like he's shy, and it's not like this has no purpose. He needs allies, and this is a rather simple need compared to all the other ones he's navigated.
Though, there's something beyond that too. He is curious, about the man who seems to have so much power at his fingertips. Well, he'll have more than just that under his fingertips soon. ]