Cy's words have an indelible effect on him, always, but this feels more than that â the gentleness of it, the implication of what Cy means. Affection surges, formed into that ache of love he's come to recognize and acknowledge despite the fear intrinsic to its existence. There is an intensity to the way he looks at Cy â a tilt that leans into the touch, head turned enough that he can graze those fingertips with cool lips.]
I've wanted to try that for a while now. [Leaning forward, he presses his brow in against Cy's own in brief intimacy.] So, yes.
[A gentle withdrawal, up and out of Cy's space as he stands and goes to the wood paneling of the wall where storage is kept hidden. He seeks a bundle of futon bedding and blankets, pulling everything out in a tumble, the effort half-effective with only one arm.]
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Date: 2024-03-17 11:39 pm (UTC)Cy's words have an indelible effect on him, always, but this feels more than that â the gentleness of it, the implication of what Cy means. Affection surges, formed into that ache of love he's come to recognize and acknowledge despite the fear intrinsic to its existence. There is an intensity to the way he looks at Cy â a tilt that leans into the touch, head turned enough that he can graze those fingertips with cool lips.]
I've wanted to try that for a while now. [Leaning forward, he presses his brow in against Cy's own in brief intimacy.] So, yes.
[A gentle withdrawal, up and out of Cy's space as he stands and goes to the wood paneling of the wall where storage is kept hidden. He seeks a bundle of futon bedding and blankets, pulling everything out in a tumble, the effort half-effective with only one arm.]
This might be easier. Help me set it up?