Despite the pleasant warmth surrounding him, he still seems a little reluctant to pull away but he knows he should give Hermes room to make the tea.
"Do you recall how long I was here before? It's still quite disconcerting to think about - that I could have done something, lived a short time, and not recall it," His ears swivel back as he thinks about it.
He can only imagine how uncomfortable it is, to not have one's memory any longer. There had been a few nights where he'd drunk too much and ended up unable to recall much of anything that had happened prior...but what G'raha was experiencing was far more grave.
"It was a few moons for certain." Enough that they had contracted and lived together. Enough for Hermes to grow comfortable with the miqo'te's presence.
His eyes widen but he quickly recovers, trying his best to maintain a neutral smile.
"I see," He says slowly, trying to buy himself some time as he debates whether or not he wants to broach this topic. In the end, he decides he needs to know, "Were you and I... intimate? Have we...?"
Ah. He should've expected a question like this. Swallowing Hermes finds his face heating up. Despite his tan skin there's definitely a flush there on his cheeks as he looks away, opting to start making tea for the two of them.
"...We were, yes. Many times, in fact. O-Of course that does not mean I expect the same intimacy from you now."
"Many times?" He echoes, eyes widening slightly. It's strange to think this man, this person who he's barely acquainted with might know him, his body, more intimately than he knows himself.
He hesitates for a moment before reaching out to lightly brush his hand over Hermes'.
"I would like to get to know you again - to work toward that level of trust and intimacy. I trusted you before... that has to mean something," He says softly with a shy, hopeful smile.
Hermes can't help but feel his heart skip at the brush of fingers against his hand. It's something he wasn't expecting and it has his heart swelling as he glances back at G'raha. That smile too, is deadly, in its hopeful sweetness.
"If that is what you wish, I too would like that."
Even if he didn't end up being intimate with him again, he would be more than happy to simply have the other man's company.
"Of course it is. We were obviously quite close. I should thank you, not only for helping me now... but for helping me during my previous stay here," His gaze moves past Hermes to the kettle that's just starting to boil audibly.
"I believe the water is ready. Can I help you with anything?" He glances around, realizing he might be more in the way in the kitchen than helpful since he doesn't know where anything is.
G'raha has to push up onto his toes, maybe even magically hovering just the tiniest bit to reach the mugs in the cupboard, smiling as he sets them down.
"A splash of milk and some honey will do quite nicely, thank you."
Well that's easy enough to accommodate. Once the mugs are down on the counter Hermes goes about fixing them both a cup of tea. Milk and honey is added to both, with perhaps a bit more honey in his own, before he hands the mug meant for G'raha to him.
Gesturing toward the sitting room Hermes leads G'raha back out of the kitchen. He'll let the miqo'te pick where he wishes to sit first before making himself comfortable.
He settles on the couch, tucking his legs up under him, his tail curling neatly around him, the tip of it tapping against the cushion lightly. He keeps his hands wrapped around his mug, taking a small sip, smiling softly.
"Please, join me," He asks, patting beside him. He'd prefer to sit close, even better if they can be touching but he won't press his luck.
The little pat is all Hermes needs to be encouraged to join him on the sofa. Down he sits, keeping a bit of space between then, but only out of politeness. He wouldn't mind being closer to G'raha. He enjoyed it when they had been in the past, after all.
A sip of his tea has him smiling over the rim of the cup.
"It would take less time if we were closer," He points out with a soft smile, taking the initiative to crawl carefully closer, making sure not to spill his tea as he settles against Hermes. He can feel the warmth from his body already, not that he's all too cold anymore, and tucks his feet up, curling his tail around himself as he takes a sip of the tea.
"I imagine we've done this before," He says with a thoughtful tilt of his head, taking another sip as he wraps his hands around the cup to let it warm his fingers.
Well, that was certainly forward of him. Hermes can't help but cast his gaze down toward the other man, cheeks warm. He wanted to be closer and now, well, he would, considering G'raha's decided to snuggle up against him.
"We have, yes. We enjoyed one another's company quite a bit."
He can't entirely blame the cold. Between being inside and Hermes' handy magic, he'd already felt comfortable, but he certainly isn't about to pass up the chance to sit nice and close to Hermes. They'd been close before after all.
He smiles softly and takes a sip of his tea.
"I think, I can see why," He says softly with a warm smile over his cup, "You strike me as very caring and thoughtful.
Have you... kept the belongings of many of your Submissives? Have many disappeared like I did?"
Caring and thoughtful...it's funny how those traits were ones people appreciated here and yet they were things that caused so much strife for him back home.
"Beyond yourself and Zagreus, I only had one other Submissive. She did not live with me and so I did not keep any of her belongings."
Thinking about Persephone brings up uncomfortable memories so he pushes them aside, not wanting to dwell on them.
"I suppose I couldn't bear to part with your things. Mayhaps I thought you would return. Zagreus left and did, after all."
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Despite the pleasant warmth surrounding him, he still seems a little reluctant to pull away but he knows he should give Hermes room to make the tea.
"Do you recall how long I was here before? It's still quite disconcerting to think about - that I could have done something, lived a short time, and not recall it," His ears swivel back as he thinks about it.
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"It was a few moons for certain." Enough that they had contracted and lived together. Enough for Hermes to grow comfortable with the miqo'te's presence.
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"I see," He says slowly, trying to buy himself some time as he debates whether or not he wants to broach this topic. In the end, he decides he needs to know, "Were you and I... intimate? Have we...?"
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"...We were, yes. Many times, in fact. O-Of course that does not mean I expect the same intimacy from you now."
Only if he wanted it and really, why would he?
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He hesitates for a moment before reaching out to lightly brush his hand over Hermes'.
"I would like to get to know you again - to work toward that level of trust and intimacy. I trusted you before... that has to mean something," He says softly with a shy, hopeful smile.
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"If that is what you wish, I too would like that."
Even if he didn't end up being intimate with him again, he would be more than happy to simply have the other man's company.
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"I believe the water is ready. Can I help you with anything?" He glances around, realizing he might be more in the way in the kitchen than helpful since he doesn't know where anything is.
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He's already gotten out the tea bags and other fixings such as milk, sugar and honey set out on the counter.
"Do you like milk, sugar, or honey?"
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"A splash of milk and some honey will do quite nicely, thank you."
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"Here you are."
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"Shall we sit?" He asks, heading back toward the couch.
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Gesturing toward the sitting room Hermes leads G'raha back out of the kitchen. He'll let the miqo'te pick where he wishes to sit first before making himself comfortable.
"Please, make yourself comfortable G'raha."
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"Please, join me," He asks, patting beside him. He'd prefer to sit close, even better if they can be touching but he won't press his luck.
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A sip of his tea has him smiling over the rim of the cup.
"Hopefully it will not take long to warm up."
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"I imagine we've done this before," He says with a thoughtful tilt of his head, taking another sip as he wraps his hands around the cup to let it warm his fingers.
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"We have, yes. We enjoyed one another's company quite a bit."
Which is a polite way to put it.
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He smiles softly and takes a sip of his tea.
"I think, I can see why," He says softly with a warm smile over his cup, "You strike me as very caring and thoughtful.
Have you... kept the belongings of many of your Submissives? Have many disappeared like I did?"
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"Beyond yourself and Zagreus, I only had one other Submissive. She did not live with me and so I did not keep any of her belongings."
Thinking about Persephone brings up uncomfortable memories so he pushes them aside, not wanting to dwell on them.
"I suppose I couldn't bear to part with your things. Mayhaps I thought you would return. Zagreus left and did, after all."