"Mmhmm?" As though he can hold a conversation like this- well. He can, he has, he's had to be able to detach himself from what his body was experiencing in more than one way to finish the job properly. Settling deeper into his skin to enjoy it takes more work than standing apart. It takes focus. Most others he would not bother but this? He wants to feel. Every idle brush, every hesitant shift- all of it. As such his voice is low and warm and distracted, hips hitching up into Alistair's grip, breath slow and shivery.
So simple a thing, the touch. So complicated the vulnerability. Half in his head and half present but Alistair needs him here, so here he will be. "...Maybe more than an eighth."
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Date: 2016-03-20 07:25 am (UTC)So simple a thing, the touch. So complicated the vulnerability. Half in his head and half present but Alistair needs him here, so here he will be. "...Maybe more than an eighth."