There was blood on their hand, the manifestation of his pain and struggles to get through. But they didn't care (he didn't care) about that, fingers slipping in between his. Their body (his, his alone, unprotected, open, untethered, and uncommitted--so much better to accommodate this, to cool the pain and the bond) pressed close and comforting, the warmth of his their thoughts coalescing with Pike's.
The love tempted him them closer with its purity, fingers coming up to brush his temple. It was only one manifestation of the affection, the soothing...It will not be long.
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Date: 2009-09-13 07:05 pm (UTC)histheir thoughts coalescing with Pike's.The love tempted
himthem closer with its purity, fingers coming up to brush his temple. It was only one manifestation of the affection, the soothing...It will not be long.