His white hair wisped in front of his forehead, an idle finger tangling around the strands that were there, carefully brushing them aside to see his freckled face, better. Another hand was placed on the general’s cheek, soothing a thumb across the smooth textured valley. “Hey,” the man said.
“Hey,” the general replied.
Sinbad stared at him with eyes unwavering, an intense stare that Ja’far, alone, was more accustomed to than anyone. For, his king was rarely serious in the matters such as these. Not when the bedroom escapades didn’t include his Ja’far. His.
Ja’far stared back, his own silver eyes piercing into amber. They were more than a mere breaths away, but it may as well have been a mile. They were never close enough to satiate eithers needs.
“I want…” the king let himself trail off, only breaking eye contact to retreat smoldering amber eyes to the smaller man’s lips. “I want…” he licked his own lips.
The smaller of the two placed himself on the tips of his toes, stealing his king’s mouth with a grace only achieved by practice. Sinbad was skilled in many ways. More ways than they could count, probably. Womanizing somewhere a top of that long, never ending list. But his affections for Ja’far were somewhat, if not unprecedented and inappropriate, confusing.
In other terms, not something he was likely to deal with well.
Ja’far, on the other hand, knew his king far better than anyone else. And, even if this man did, as he always did, leave him bewildered and on the verge of rediscovering him all over again, Ja’far still had a better chance at figuring him out more so than anyone else; making him fit to give the man what he, himself, could not voice.
Sin’s hand that had been playing with white hair dropped to the smaller’s side, pulling him into his body to deepen the kiss. It was a dance they were both familiar with, yet, mystified by. And neither one of them could quite get over the feel of the other.
“Shall we take this elsewhere, perhaps?” Ja’far suggested, taking his hand into the other’s, pulling him along the deserted hallway.
Sinbad smirked. “If that’s how you’ll have me.”
**im obsessed with magi rn. ESPECIALLY sinja so excuse me ahhhh.
