"I know you did not, Caleb Widogast--" a soft chuckle that seemed to murmur from his lips in direct response to the feeling of lips, warm and soft against his neck, and his fingers lightly curled in Caleb's locks of hair-- within easy access and an intimate gesture; intimately as the strictures of the Kryn Dynasty dictated.
To Essek, it meant 'courtship' and each time he allowed Caleb to push a lock of hair behind ear, or run his fingers against the shaved part just at the nape of neck-- it meant that he was choosing to trust Caleb, to give himself to him in a manner no one else would recieve.
Jester had attempted to touch his hair once, he knew it was from an affectionate nature but it had sent him to pull back substantially with a murmured apology. When Caleb did it, he could only lean into it.
"I am not adverse to seeing where a moment leads us." He looped a flame curl around his fingertip lightly, humming in response. "Did you know, Caleb-- the touching of hair in Kryn culture is only meant for lovers and mates? When you allow such things, it means that they have access to you that no one else does."
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To Essek, it meant 'courtship' and each time he allowed Caleb to push a lock of hair behind ear, or run his fingers against the shaved part just at the nape of neck-- it meant that he was choosing to trust Caleb, to give himself to him in a manner no one else would recieve.
Jester had attempted to touch his hair once, he knew it was from an affectionate nature but it had sent him to pull back substantially with a murmured apology. When Caleb did it, he could only lean into it.
"I am not adverse to seeing where a moment leads us." He looped a flame curl around his fingertip lightly, humming in response. "Did you know, Caleb-- the touching of hair in Kryn culture is only meant for lovers and mates? When you allow such things, it means that they have access to you that no one else does."