[ The Letter appears on Nick's bed, it is in a proper envelope, and it even has a wax seal with an RF monogram on it.
It's in very elegant cursive. ]
Dearest Nick,
Some warlocks believe immortality to be a curse, divine punishment for our parentage (you may have noticed we are a melodramatic lot) I do not subscribe to that belief in general, and I divorce myself from it especially when I am granted the privilege of meeting someone like you. I do apologize for embarrassing you, I know this is not quite the brand of praise that you 'kink' but this type of letter allows for it, so you will have to deal. You are a rare soul, a contagious energy, a light, if you will. I find it quite impossible to not be drawn to it.
I don't yet know what shape our relationship will take. But you should know I will be in your life for as long as you'll have me.
Now before I close this off, I would be remiss not to include at least some of what you were expecting, so, here goes:
It has been but a week since I last saw you, and yet I find myself yearning for your company. There is an image in my head of you on Magnus' lap, your back arched, eyes closed; had I any artistic skill, I would sketch it; you were a vision, worthy of Michelangelo. I do so look forward to seeing you like that once more, perhaps this time with me as the sole cause.
An Actual Handwritten Letter
It's in very elegant cursive. ]
Dearest Nick,
Some warlocks believe immortality to be a curse, divine punishment for our parentage (you may have noticed we are a melodramatic lot) I do not subscribe to that belief in general, and I divorce myself from it especially when I am granted the privilege of meeting someone like you. I do apologize for embarrassing you, I know this is not quite the brand of praise that you 'kink' but this type of letter allows for it, so you will have to deal. You are a rare soul, a contagious energy, a light, if you will. I find it quite impossible to not be drawn to it.
I don't yet know what shape our relationship will take. But you should know I will be in your life for as long as you'll have me.
Now before I close this off, I would be remiss not to include at least some of what you were expecting, so, here goes:
It has been but a week since I last saw you, and yet I find myself yearning for your company. There is an image in my head of you on Magnus' lap, your back arched, eyes closed; had I any artistic skill, I would sketch it; you were a vision, worthy of Michelangelo. I do so look forward to seeing you like that once more, perhaps this time with me as the sole cause.
HMU when ur up for it?
Yours,
Ragnor.