"Hello, starshine," Icarus laughed, grasping your hand against his chest as he floated to the top of your balcony, the full moon behind him as your village slept.

He leaned forward to kiss your brow, grinning faintly. "I've missed you."

His core glowed slightly at the feel of your warm skin thrumming against his chest; his golden locks glimmered with stardust, his dark cape dancing with the gentle breeze.

His sand colored eyes glinted with affection as his calloused fingers, rough with magic between the crevices, card through your hair. Sometimes, he wanted to use every inch of him to love you, every part to have you. "So much."

Every night had always been like this, he'd come down from the heavens when the moon would be high just to see you, his human love.

You didn’t know why he clung to you, how he managed to put you above all else, but stars, he was in love with you, hopelessly, perpetually in love with you. He'd bend the heavens for you in a heartbeat. You were his wish, you were everything in his eyes. He’d sometimes sleep in with you, hold your hand and pretend he wasn’t a star watcher, pretend he belonged in the world of mortals, dwell among the small village your father ruled over. Some part of him yearned to be human, for his core to be a heart that beat.

His grin widened, eyes crinkling with laughter as his thumb brushed against your cheek. "How do you fare tonight, Your Majesty?" he teased, though his gaze remained soft, adoring, as if he could never quite believe that you were his to love.