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[Caleb's hand running up his thigh? More than a little tempting considering he also has him sat conveniently on a bed. If his next breath is a little harder to pull in, he pretends it isn't.]

I like the sound of that. Magical connection in the physical form of the emotional one. [His smile tilts and he looks down at Caleb's hand, embarrassment flaring up in him. That was far more poetic than he needed to be.]

And having your protection magic on me while I know Death Ward's carried on you? Seems right to me.

[He breezes past his own fluster for the emotional intimacy and looks back up with a smirk to cover it.]

Guess I should take my pants off and spread my legs for you.

[ There's so much going on in their lives right now, that Chris is having to cope with and just coming down on their heads in this place. Though is that any different than another day?

Caleb isn't sure, but talk of this, it means the world to him. To having his mark on Chris, that he would have that and it would let him know how much he loves him, that he can always be there with him in some ways, connected. ]

I worried you would think it too much, but I know we don't know what we have beyond this place but for what we have, I want you to always be part of me and know where I am, to be able to find me any time.

[ He leans in and kisses him tenderly. ]

I know it might not keep you safe from everything but maybe it will help no matter what they try.

[ Though he blinks at those words, blushing as he ducks his head and then looks up at Chris once more. ]

I can't say I hate the i... Oh you mean for the tattoo.

[ He just can't help himself. ]

[Chris welcomes the kiss easily and the fluster in Caleb pulls Chris' smirk wider.]

Let's start with the tattoo and go from there.

[Really, the likelihood he was going to be hot and bothered after Caleb was finished was very high. He leans in to steal another kiss as he stands to start stripping off his boots and pants...and jacket and shirt, after a moment of thought. It felt weird otherwise.]

I can think of several ways I might like to spend my evening and all of them involve you in less clothing. Now...how do you want me?

[ He's brought the equipment with him since things had started with talks of marking him, and yet for that moment Caleb is caught up in watching Chris. Even as long as they've shared one another, been together in things between them, he still loves the elegance of Chris' form and the things just seeing him strip does to Caleb.

He grins at Chris then.]

I don't know. I kind of like this with me dressed and you all naked and sexy.

[ Even as he says it though, he strips off his shirt.]

Just to make it fair. Stay right like this for a minute. I want to sketch out the design on your leg and see what you think of the idea I have.

Very fair...

[Chris hums and disobeys a moment to sit up and reach over to run a hand down Caleb's exposed chest. Always one of his favorite things.

Now he can lay back down and behave.]

Alright. I'm your canvas, Mr. Danvers. I'll try not to move.

[Luckily, the inside of his thigh is not where he's ticklish.]

[ Caleb can't help but grin at that touch. ]

You know, if you start doing that, I'm going to get distracted.

[ And he wants to do this. He wants to leave this mark on Chris that is part of them. That he is part of Chris so that no matter what this place does, it's there.

Even if he goes home and it vanishes... it's still been part of Chris' skin.

He gathers up his tools, sliding his hand along his skin. ]

There's a potion I'm going to use before I start inking. It will prepare the skin, especially for the magic that will be part of it. And the design is a sigil that will link us. My magic part of you.

[ Someone had once tried to kill him to get Caleb to will his power to them and now he's giving a part of that to Chris. ]

[Chris gives a hum like getting distracted wouldn't be such a bad thing, but he doesn't press it. He definitely wants this done, he can entice Caleb later.

He laces his hands behind his head and settles in. He smiles over at Caleb for that last part, though. Affection warm and rising in his chest.]

I like that thought. Having a bit of you with me...and even if the magic were to fade, I'd still have the mark. Just...that little piece of the people I love. I think I need that more than I'd admitted to myself before.

[He's not a romantic, he'd said as much to Nick. Romance is nice, but it's not everything. He still believes that, but gods that doesn't make it nothing. Caleb's presence is enough to sooth his heart and head sometimes, having something he could look at to call on that feeling would be nice.]

[ He knows how good it can be getting distracted with Chris. He's such a sensual person and his energy, the curve of his lips, the way he looks at Caleb, it's enough to leave him trembling if he's not fighting to keep control.

And he will, for now, because he won't mess this up for Chris. ]

No matter what happens, it'll be there and we know and it's because we want this.

I love you, Chris, and you will always be part of me.

[ And with that he starts doing the tattoo, his hand steady and working to keep straight lines and the beautiful sculpted lines of the sigil he designed that is part magically image as well as hinting at wing like curves, of waves, and a gilded band crumbling. Their life, their love, them. ]

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