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[ipswichson]

[ 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. ]

[chrisisofaith]

[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.]

[ipswichson]

[ 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. ]