Who says I was talking about you suited you? I've just got buyer's regret, that's all.
īŧ that bite makes his fingers furl against his cheek in a thoughtful, affectionate stroke.
maybe it should be harder to lapse into this ease on the heels of what they discussed — and yet, nothing feels more natural. setting those ancient, awful feelings aside is something as practiced now as reflex. and if sasuke is going to take his cues from cy on the matter of a gently distractive comment meant to serve as both lifeline and tether, who is he to turn that down? it's one more sweet thing from a broken boy.
where did he put all this care before? the little acts of service, of kindness — were they just swallowed down the same way he swallows pain? he has a sinking feeling he knows the answer already.
he leans down, butting his head against the side of sasuke's in an almost catlike gesture of affection. in a whisper that continues the continuity of their more light-hearted exchange, he murmurs: īŧ
But I guess any blanket would look good if I'm fucking you on it.
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Date: 2024-01-20 05:38 am (UTC)īŧ that bite makes his fingers furl against his cheek in a thoughtful, affectionate stroke.
maybe it should be harder to lapse into this ease on the heels of what they discussed — and yet, nothing feels more natural. setting those ancient, awful feelings aside is something as practiced now as reflex. and if sasuke is going to take his cues from cy on the matter of a gently distractive comment meant to serve as both lifeline and tether, who is he to turn that down? it's one more sweet thing from a broken boy.
where did he put all this care before? the little acts of service, of kindness — were they just swallowed down the same way he swallows pain? he has a sinking feeling he knows the answer already.
he leans down, butting his head against the side of sasuke's in an almost catlike gesture of affection. in a whisper that continues the continuity of their more light-hearted exchange, he murmurs: īŧ
But I guess any blanket would look good if I'm fucking you on it.