The glow of sunset has nearly faded...

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...and Eros stands at the window, lean body outlined in the gloaming, clear blue eyes watching the clouds turn from salmon to vermilion to plum. A sweet-scented breeze lifts long hair away from his brow and smooths down his cheek. Love's Arrow is waiting, patient, expectant, and calm. He knows he won't be disappointed.

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His hair is tousled from the day spent asleep away from the sun, and now that it's past twilight, Lucan stands in his doorway, his arms crossed and his blue eyes sharp and speculative. Not what he had expected to wake to, he thinks, but he is entirely undisappointed.

He approaches, silently, even though the power rolling off the younger looking man indicates that he knows very well that there is someone behind him.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" he murmurs.

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Eros' faint smile widens at the voice behind him and he takes a moment before turning smoothly and meeting the wary eyes steadily.

"Pleasure is not owed," he murmurs in response. "Pleasure simply is. I have been waiting for you," he continues as he walks forward, feet bare against the floor.

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He raises one eyebrow and tilts his head to one side, skimming his eyes down and then up again. "Have you?" he murmurs, and reaches out to trail a velvet-covered fingertip along one exposed collarbone. "I am honored, truly. I only regret that I slept so long, and thus forced you to wait."

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Eros catches lightly at the soft fabric and presses a kiss to his palm. His fingers trace along the back of the glove as his eyes flick back up to catch Lucan's. "Do you know who I am?" he whispers as he steps closer.