[Standing, Cy's over-the-top bow is enough to coax a faint smile to his lips — those soft words taking him the rest of the way to courage. He knows no one will be able to tell just from looking at him, but leaving the warmth and security of Cy's side to walk into public is another matter, and his first step makes that known. His pants are uncomfortably damp, a sticky mess that chafes between his legs on the entire path across the room.
There are people around him, scattered throughout the library on business either concerning the Clubs game or each other. No one looks his way, but it feels like their eyes trail him, it feels like he's still seen, the act of what he'd done known. Yet only one gaze matters — Cy's attention presses at his back like a brand as he surveys the shelves, hunting for the specified title. It takes time while his mind is stumbling over the humiliation of standing like this in the open, in his soiled underwear, but finally he sees Suheraha's Awakening tucked beside other BDSM-themed "kink journey" novels, and he turns to retreat.
The book brought directly to Cy's hands. His head hangs low, face burning hot, but — a chin soon tilts up in hope of approval.]
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Date: 2024-06-17 03:19 am (UTC)There are people around him, scattered throughout the library on business either concerning the Clubs game or each other. No one looks his way, but it feels like their eyes trail him, it feels like he's still seen, the act of what he'd done known. Yet only one gaze matters — Cy's attention presses at his back like a brand as he surveys the shelves, hunting for the specified title. It takes time while his mind is stumbling over the humiliation of standing like this in the open, in his soiled underwear, but finally he sees Suheraha's Awakening tucked beside other BDSM-themed "kink journey" novels, and he turns to retreat.
The book brought directly to Cy's hands. His head hangs low, face burning hot, but — a chin soon tilts up in hope of approval.]