NiGHTS was a little hesitant at first; he was well aware there were many traps around Reala’s domain. He soon dismissed the caution though, realizing it was obviously Reala playing the music and there’s no way his twin would lead him into a trap. The echoes from the walls were a little confusing but NiGHTS was a Nightmaren and this made him an expert tracker. He kept up well enough all the while wondering what Reala had in store for him.
The song ended, and the music fell silent.
The cello melted from Reala’s hands as he followed his chosen path around a corner and a little forward to end up, now, behind NiGHTS. His black lips curved up.
He rushed NiGHTS and, upon impact, grabbed him by the upper arm and twisted him around so he could pin NiGHTS’s back to the wall and kiss him. After a few moments, he backed off. The kiss ended, and the torches relit themselves. Reala smirked. “Hello, NiGHTS.”
NiGHTS peered forward, looking around the corner for his partner. He yelped slightly when he was grabbed from behind, startled. His eyes widened as he was pinned with his back against the wall and lips quickly met his own.
The small fright passed quickly though, as he knew it was Reala. He kissed him back, enjoying the contact. When their lips parted, NiGHTS returned the smirk, his free hand moving to trace along the contour lines of Reala’s arm muscles.
"Hey there," he replied.
Reala’s smirk remained as he released NiGHTS’s arm, but he remained in NiGHTS’s space, instead wrapping his arms around his partner’s waist and holding him close. He let out a small purr as he squeezed him, then spoke, “I do hope that little show made up for what I’m sure was a terrible wait for you.”
NiGHTS’s little yelp, at least, certainly made the effort of his entrance worth it. Getting the better of his partner like that was a rare treat.