Toshi was starting to relax and feel slightly less self-concious about all
what was happening. He wasn't sure if he was going to leave a mark on
Souji's neck, even with the attention he was paying to the same spot, but
it didn't really matter. Maybe it would be less awkward afterwards if he
didn't, really.
When Souji's hand came up to touch the web of old scars on his other
shoulder, he tensed involuntarily, and then forced himself to relax again.
With the damage there, it was a mess of spots of hypersensitivity and
numbness, and most of his partners were strangers, who didn't risk
something that might be emotionally volatile. He wasn't used to it, but it
didn't hurt - it was just unfamiliar.
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Date: 2014-06-19 02:28 am (UTC)Toshi was starting to relax and feel slightly less self-concious about all what was happening. He wasn't sure if he was going to leave a mark on Souji's neck, even with the attention he was paying to the same spot, but it didn't really matter. Maybe it would be less awkward afterwards if he didn't, really.
When Souji's hand came up to touch the web of old scars on his other shoulder, he tensed involuntarily, and then forced himself to relax again. With the damage there, it was a mess of spots of hypersensitivity and numbness, and most of his partners were strangers, who didn't risk something that might be emotionally volatile. He wasn't used to it, but it didn't hurt - it was just unfamiliar.