He huffs at this and rolls his eyes, muttering "Eyefox wept." And then....less grumpily, "I mean I've had a few punched out, but that's different and terrible, don't do that."
He sneaks a hand beneath Quentin's shirt, just to settle himself with the warmth of skin under his fingertips, mulling over the question he'd been derailed from.
"I don't know if I've...processed it for me enough to know yet how it'll come out when I process it about you. I think I won't be able to compartmentalize you as much. I don't think the...being able to give me the pain, or even liking it, doesn't change how I feel about you very much. I knew if you said yes, you'd give me what I needed. And you'd be lovely and tender and deliberate and searing, and you were. But being inside the magic like that, it was different than with the foxes. It was different than everything. I feel a little bit farther away from you and a little bit closer, at the same time."
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Date: 2018-08-08 02:44 pm (UTC)He sneaks a hand beneath Quentin's shirt, just to settle himself with the warmth of skin under his fingertips, mulling over the question he'd been derailed from.
"I don't know if I've...processed it for me enough to know yet how it'll come out when I process it about you. I think I won't be able to compartmentalize you as much. I don't think the...being able to give me the pain, or even liking it, doesn't change how I feel about you very much. I knew if you said yes, you'd give me what I needed. And you'd be lovely and tender and deliberate and searing, and you were. But being inside the magic like that, it was different than with the foxes. It was different than everything. I feel a little bit farther away from you and a little bit closer, at the same time."