[ he repeats it witheringly, even as damen steps before him. he anticipates the touch with a tight swell of fear, in part because there is a sliver of him eager for it. too proud to flinch, he stands perfectly still, a quick inhale drawn like a knife when damen's strong fingers settle into his hair.
for a long moment, he doesn't know what to do with this comfort. damen kneads across his scalp, an exquisite massage, and lathers his hair gently, laurent's sharp features exposed and open. they're nearly as close as they were on that night, when he'd taken leave of his senses and allowed his brother's killer to fuck him.
the water splashes gently as laurent turns, putting his back to damen for easier access to his hair. it strikes him that he does not think twice about putting his back to him, a move one should never make toward an enemy. he doesn't know when he stopped seeing damen as such. ]
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[ he repeats it witheringly, even as damen steps before him. he anticipates the touch with a tight swell of fear, in part because there is a sliver of him eager for it. too proud to flinch, he stands perfectly still, a quick inhale drawn like a knife when damen's strong fingers settle into his hair.
for a long moment, he doesn't know what to do with this comfort. damen kneads across his scalp, an exquisite massage, and lathers his hair gently, laurent's sharp features exposed and open. they're nearly as close as they were on that night, when he'd taken leave of his senses and allowed his brother's killer to fuck him.
the water splashes gently as laurent turns, putting his back to damen for easier access to his hair. it strikes him that he does not think twice about putting his back to him, a move one should never make toward an enemy. he doesn't know when he stopped seeing damen as such. ]
And what are you?