[Perhaps it is selfish of him, but Regis would like to keep Cor this content and hazy for as long as he can, especially after that heartfelt answer where he expected none.
Regis shifts only enough so that he can give the other side of Cor's jaw the same attention.]
My beautiful lion. How can I ever thank you for all that you have given me? I could say 'I love you' a million times and it would not be enough.
[The trailing kisses earn another happy little sound, Cor's arm tightening around Regis to give him a gentle squeeze. It's about all he can think to do just now if his hands are staying where they are. Not that he won't argue more shortly but he can hardly concentrate on that.
Not when Regis' words are so achingly sweet, enough to put a faint wobble into Cor's breath, tipping his head so he can try, lazily, to catch his King's lips. No no, stop teasing and come here so he can kiss you properly, Regis. That is far too sweet and romantic for him to be able to come up with any remotely sufficient response, not when words all seem to float out of grasp so easily.]
[Fortunately, Regis isn't looking for an eloquent response to his words. The hug and the kiss Cor so desperately wishes for are more than enough. After all, it's not like he feels they are anything special, merely an inadequate, limited summary of the feelings that are inside of him.
At times like this, words never do quite capture all he wants to say, no matter how good others may think he is with them.
The kiss is slow, gentle, and loving. Actions work so much better than words sometimes.]
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Regis shifts only enough so that he can give the other side of Cor's jaw the same attention.]
My beautiful lion. How can I ever thank you for all that you have given me? I could say 'I love you' a million times and it would not be enough.
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Not when Regis' words are so achingly sweet, enough to put a faint wobble into Cor's breath, tipping his head so he can try, lazily, to catch his King's lips. No no, stop teasing and come here so he can kiss you properly, Regis. That is far too sweet and romantic for him to be able to come up with any remotely sufficient response, not when words all seem to float out of grasp so easily.]
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At times like this, words never do quite capture all he wants to say, no matter how good others may think he is with them.
The kiss is slow, gentle, and loving. Actions work so much better than words sometimes.]