He laid there, nude, while Nyx finished undressing. He'd admired him before, but now he was a bit more willing to see the beauty of him. To let himself really want him.

"You're stunning," he said softly. "I saw a fae carved from a whale's tooth once. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. No way could anyone be so delicate. So soft. I've never touched anything so soft," he rambled, fingers exploring Nyx more slowly.

He touched him like a precious sculpture. Like delicate art.

Like he was Hex's alone to enjoy and explore.