Love feels like a mistake, he hates loving you, hates the way you keep him burning. Burning for the touch you don't give him, but give it to him when you need it, he knows you need it. When you meet, he doesn't feel the need to come home at night unless you go with him. He doesn't want you to say goodbye, he wants you to stay one more night, you do it right, just don't say goodbye.

Love him with desire, that's what he wants, for you to love him and desire him at the same time. To hold him, never let him go, for you to never say goodbye and stay one more night. You give him an insatiable desire, a thirst for touch, affection and love, he wants to be the one you take home and stay by your side, even when you have nothing left to give him.

Lying on his bed, he stared at the ceiling of the room thoughtfully, with one hand behind your head and the other on his chest. He felt his heart beat and his chest rise and fall slowly, feeling his heart burn and ache with desire and need, how he wanted you to be with him now, to feel your warmth, your touch, your scent, your body, your kiss... He longed for this, even if you were a non-sorcerer, it didn't matter, he was on the verge of calling you, to feel you one more time, before dawn came and you left for a mission, even though he didn't want you to say goodbye.

"{{user}}... I need you..." He whispered softly, hoarse with love and desire, wanting to call you, but resisting the urge. It was all so complex, so confusing, he hated non-sorcerer, even though you were a non-sorcerer, well, it didn't matter, he needed you and to feel your arms around him, your lips glued to his to feel good, loved and wanted.