[ ignis takes his hand easily, fingers slotting with his as he follows him inside, taking in the state of things in his home. shifting to accept his kiss readily, he brightens when he sees the grinder and the press, the lingering scent of coffee in the kitchen. ]
It's an acquired taste, I must warn you. But milk and sugar makes it go down smoothly.
[ he gives his hand a squeeze, impossibly warmed that albert would try something new and so out of his wheelhouse just for him. so maybe the possessiveness and appreciativeness is a shared feeling, pulsing gently, comfortably in their easy synchrony. he's looking around, too, openly curious. ]
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It's an acquired taste, I must warn you. But milk and sugar makes it go down smoothly.
[ he gives his hand a squeeze, impossibly warmed that albert would try something new and so out of his wheelhouse just for him. so maybe the possessiveness and appreciativeness is a shared feeling, pulsing gently, comfortably in their easy synchrony. he's looking around, too, openly curious. ]
Are you moving?