oh... this is not a conversation vax'ildan wants to have right now. he made his choice long before he met fjord, and even now, he wouldn't have it any other way. as much as vax admires fjord's determination and his ambition to fight even the raven queen, he knows his deal with her is exactly that: a deal. if he lives, vex'ahlia has to die, and that isn't an option. not for him.

"that's a nice thought," is all he says quietly, whispering into fjord's mouth. his hands, light and quick, ghost along fjord's jaw, until he can settle it comfortably behind his head and pull him in closer. they meet for another kiss, soft, and while vax has fjord distracted, his other hand sneaks between fjord's legs to toy with his balls to start. he rolls them between fingers, tugging softly to ease him into this.