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[ The video flickers on to Leto sitting on his bed, kicking his legs briefly. He grins when the video starts recording, pushing himself onto his feet. He tilts his head, that odd bird-like movement he often exhibits. ]

I have heard some interesting things of late, so I thought I'd put the question to you all. When you fall in love, can you only love one person? Can you fall in love with multiple people? Is love something you find yourself stopping after just one?

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We carry our crucibles with us. When we pass through them, we always come out . . . changed. And yet nothing changes.

[ Leto's dream was never going to be his. It was going to go to humanity, so that they could survive and live the life he never could. What he had wanted, what Ghani had wanted . . . it'll never be theirs.

There are problems in this universe in which there are no answers, his father had said to his mother as she lay dying, for which nothing can be done.

So he takes Loki's palm, kissing the insides of it. Perhaps, now, he can understand his parents a little better. ]

You come together in each passing moment, a surer picture than the last. And you will be held in full light.

I care for you. The universe will answer to me on that.

[Loki curls his fingers around those kisses, to capture it. He leans down to place a feather light kiss on Leto's eyelid.]

Shh. Curse not thyself.

[But he hungers for that caring. The fingernails of one hand scratch lightly over Leto's heart.]

And know I see the universe inside thee.

[ His eyelids flutter at the touch. It was a sensitive touch, an unfamiliar one. ]

Then be my God.

[He exhales unsteadily at those words and captures Leto's lips. Some part of him has a notion to stop Leto before he says something that will damn them both further, but more it is the only way he has to express the acceptance, and hunger for that statement.

Yes.]

[ He kisses back feverishly. Leto has always tempered his passions. They were too dangerous to indulge, too risky to ever allow. But this - this doom that is laid upon them suits their lives. They know, they will always know how terrible and beautiful it can be.

And they can only succumb. ]

[A kiss does not cross that bright line. (Emotions do, but he was lost in that sense some days ago, if he examines this carefully.) It is but a kiss, and he will take that kiss for all he can, the passion that he tries to hide so carefully at times. One hand curls into Leto's hair.]

[ He shudders in forbidden delight, in being touched, in being wanted and noticed, feelings that always caught him offguard. He can pretend that his body isn't failing him, that he's not slowly degrading into a monster. ]

[There is no mistaking the want of it. Loki wants Leto desperately; he hasn't encountered someone quite like him before. He would possess Leto totally... if he could.

For a moment, he lets himself believe that he will and kisses him with all that want. It's another offer, as keen as the magic before, an admission.]

[ It's like drowning. Leto has never experienced the sensation of drowning. It is an unheard concept in the desert. He used to have dreams of it, when darkness crept into his mind and plagued him with his fears.

This was nothing like that. ]

[He finally stops lingering--stops tormenting himself, really--and draws back enough to rest his head against Leto's.

There's a slight tremor to him: fear, excitement, no small amount of lust. It is a terrible thing, to offer someone else such power. Leto could destroy him with a word.]

[ But he wouldn't. He couldn't. It's not in him to destroy. Instead he simply smiles, threading his fingers in Loki's hair. ]

[He lightly traces that smile with one thumb. It's something of a wonder, when he's caused that expression with a spate of honesty. It bring an answering smile to his lips.]

Doubt not ever again, thou art beautiful.

[ But he doubts that, would always doubt that. It's easy to say now. ]

I'm still in my nascent stage.

Silly boy.

I see the universe inside thee. It is that which I love.

[ He touches the skin next to his neck, listens to it breathe. ]

Physical attraction is always a factor.

[ But his eyes soften at Loki's words. He is not used to being told of his beauty. ]

[Amused:] You do have pretty eyes.

Leto, I grew up among the Aesir. I'm a bit jaded about beauty.

Edited 2016-05-01 02:40 (UTC)

[ He huffs lightly. ]

That is fair.

[He combs his fingers through Leto's hair, a bit meditatively.]

I haven't come to associate great physical beauty with the ability to string words together in an interesting conversation, either.

Many do, regardless. The connections are almost impossible to avoid.

[ While he's never been rejected for his wormskin, he's always consciously aware of how it has seeped into his skin, alien life for an alien boy. ]

[He laughs softly.]

There are not other men like me. [Not necessarily in that particular view, but as a whole.]

Do you hate your skin so desperately?

. . . I do not hate it or the Worm. But I hate what will come out of it.

Yourself, then?

[He kisses Leto's forehead.

His own skin, he would flat from his bones if he thought it would do any good.]

[ He closes his eyes at that. ]

Hate is dangerous. Love is dangerous. I cannot hate or love myself. Either one invites destruction.

Instead, you shall leave your destruction to me.

Lazy boy. Yoo are lucky I have come to like you. [His tone is teasing, but they know the realities of what Loki is.]

Edited 2016-05-02 20:54 (UTC)

[ It was selfish, he knew, to leave his destruction at the hands of another. Leto couldn't do it himself. The Golden Path restrained such actions. He makes a soft sound of sorrow, because it was still unfair, no matter what the realities might be. ]

I am lucky indeed.

[ Lucky that people exist that still wish to hold him. ]

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