[Finally the tension drains out of him like a sieve, and he's left more relaxed in Cy's arms — exhausted, a wound bled out to the cusp of what his body can contain. He cranes up to kiss Cy's jaw because he doesn't know how else to put into words what that reassurance means.]
Thank you. [...] I'd like to clean you up. I should have taken care of you, after what we did last.
[He wants to be better, for Cy. And perhaps there is a selfish element too, an act of service that will communicate what he feels naturally.]
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Thank you. [...] I'd like to clean you up. I should have taken care of you, after what we did last.
[He wants to be better, for Cy. And perhaps there is a selfish element too, an act of service that will communicate what he feels naturally.]