“Do you remember?What happened before passed out? what you said to me?” Kelari tensed up and his lips tightened in a way Rhys recognised immediately. He really wondered how he had been so blind all these years, but it didn’t matter now. Here and now was the only thing that mattered.
Kelari looked down to his hands as he nonchalantly answered “I doubt anything I said had a lot of weight behind it. I mean, I had just gotten hit with a bunch of heavy rocks, my head was probably really messed up.”
“Ri.” Kelari head snapped up at the serious tone of Rhys’ voice.
“Did you hear what I answered?”
“You answered?” the tiefling asked exasperated. the sweet fool Rhys thought. they both were.
“Of course I did.” He breathed in deeply to prepare to repeat himself from a few hours ago, repeat the phrase he had last said as a little kid, to the same black and white tiefling. looking back at him with the same bright eyed hopeful expression.
“I love you Kelari. I’m in love with you. I have been for years, since I had the faintest idea of what love could be. It’s been you.”
“Are you serious?”
Rhys lifted one shaky hand to cup Kelari’s face. He smoothed over the tiefling’s cheek with his thumb in almost absentminded reverie. Both of them held their breath, the whole city seemed to stand still for them, for this moment. Rhys finally sought out the eye contact he’d been avoiding since he stepped in the room, uncaring now if the tears spilled over onto his cheeks. He needed Kelari to see, to feel, the clear message of his heart. He didn’t have a tadpole of his own to communicate his thoughts so clearly and words couldn’t possibly describe the depth of his devotion. So, he opened his heart and let the man look straight into his soul and as he stared into the two mismatched orbs he saw the same devotion returned to him in kind.
There was no change. nothing new. It had always been there, he had shut himself off from seeing it. But now he could never unsee it. He just hoped Kelari saw it too.
“Ri? Can I..”
Like many times before in his life, Kelari still managed to surprise him.
“Can I kiss you?”
Tears of joy filled Rhys eyes, the earnestness, the joy in the tiefling’s eyes, the rushed eagerness in his voice and the sheer happiness on his face, happiness because of him, because he loved him, overwhelmed the drow with emotion.
Choked up, with shaking voice and hands he responded, straight from his heart.
“There is nothing I’ve ever wanted more in my life.”
With his hand still on Kelari’s cheek he delicately pulled him close, the tiefling pushed forward at the same time.
The moment their lips connected, Rhys knew his life would be changed forever.
Kelari’s lips were soft, slightly dry from sleep. He was slightly cold, the way his draconic ancestry always made him feel but was warming up quickly with the friction of their lips. Rhys had intended for this to be chaste and tender, and it was for a moment, but the way Kelari fully leaned into the kiss, opened his lips and sighed with enjoyment, Rhys couldn’t help passionately holding the tiefling tighter, slipping his tongue past Kelari’s lips, tasting him fully.
The kiss was something Rhys had only ever read about in books, sparks electrifying every touch, his body alight with heat and excitement, yet making him feel safe and wrapped into the comfort of their shared intimacy.
Kissing had never felt like this before.
Day 1 of #BG3FirstsWeek 💗
Thank you for organising this @whirlinginroses.bsky.social!!
For the prompt "First Kiss", I wrote about Kelari and Rhys first kiss, after pining over each other for literal years <3
Continued in replies, it barely didn't fit into 4 snippets.
#BG3 #BG3Events #Kelari
