Ziggy lets out a heavy breath and shrugs, just barely since his body is relaxed even if his mind is still far more awake. "I don't ask why I love others. I let it happen and follow where it takes me."
Unless he's told to stop. He is inherently passionate and loud but he values individuality in all the shades it comes in. He'd never muddle someone else's space or brilliance for his own benefit.
The natural response to a mind opening is letting down some of his own floodgates. Ziggy is full of color.. everything from the deep blacks of his depression and pain to the golden teal that is his spiritual thought. However, one thing is loud in his presence, aside from love, hope. Ziggy is an embodiment of hope for himself, for the people he belongs to, for the future. It is why he embarked on the journey he did to save both species he belongs to.
As he lays there, eyes closed, the now smudge golden enso on his forehead starts to glow, or rather the skin behind it. It isn't his skin producing light but his spiritual self so close to the surface as he relaxes with someone he trusts. The exhaustion from emotional strain allowing it to surface more easily.
His arms wrap a little tighter as he groans from the nuzzling. The craving for contact even more obvious with the elf able to feel it as well as notice the physical manifestations of it. Truth is he probably wouldn't be bothered by sexual reactions if they happened. Ziggy's own openness toward all forms of sexuality and love make him tolerant, permissive, even if it is an inconvenient moment for them.
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Date: 2021-01-25 07:45 pm (UTC)Unless he's told to stop. He is inherently passionate and loud but he values individuality in all the shades it comes in. He'd never muddle someone else's space or brilliance for his own benefit.
The natural response to a mind opening is letting down some of his own floodgates. Ziggy is full of color.. everything from the deep blacks of his depression and pain to the golden teal that is his spiritual thought. However, one thing is loud in his presence, aside from love, hope. Ziggy is an embodiment of hope for himself, for the people he belongs to, for the future. It is why he embarked on the journey he did to save both species he belongs to.
As he lays there, eyes closed, the now smudge golden enso on his forehead starts to glow, or rather the skin behind it. It isn't his skin producing light but his spiritual self so close to the surface as he relaxes with someone he trusts. The exhaustion from emotional strain allowing it to surface more easily.
His arms wrap a little tighter as he groans from the nuzzling. The craving for contact even more obvious with the elf able to feel it as well as notice the physical manifestations of it. Truth is he probably wouldn't be bothered by sexual reactions if they happened. Ziggy's own openness toward all forms of sexuality and love make him tolerant, permissive, even if it is an inconvenient moment for them.