[ It's easy to tell, he finds, when someone is looking at his hair. The fact that Adrian's fingers are combing through it is a hint, but even without that he'd know. He always knows. It's another way he used to stand out, except that it's unusual, not unique. His mother has the same hair colour. There were always people, if only a few people, who looked like him. It makes the difference something he takes pride in, for all that the effort and time that went into having a specific natural hair colour is worthy of pride, and not something that divides him from others.
It's pleasant, having a part of him that he actually likes observed so intently. He strokes down Adrian's torso lightly with one hand, starting at his shoulders and backing up just a little so he can kep going as his hand trails first over ribs and scar, then stomach and various guts and down to groin, ghosting over. ]
Please correct me, should I misstep.
[ There's not much sense in bravado about this. And- much as he doesn't want anyone to witness him failing, he'd rather be able to correct that failure as soon as possible. Hierophant continues to run over Adrian's torso, rumbling softly in joy when it crosses paths with Kakyoin's hands. It feels like he's using himself to draw a pattern under Adrian's shirt, and by now his path leads him to run over both nipples. ]
I- have no memory of doing this with anyone shaped like a person. I'd prefer that you not spare my pride if I fail - I want to learn.
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It's pleasant, having a part of him that he actually likes observed so intently. He strokes down Adrian's torso lightly with one hand, starting at his shoulders and backing up just a little so he can kep going as his hand trails first over ribs and scar, then stomach and various guts and down to groin, ghosting over. ]
Please correct me, should I misstep.
[ There's not much sense in bravado about this. And- much as he doesn't want anyone to witness him failing, he'd rather be able to correct that failure as soon as possible. Hierophant continues to run over Adrian's torso, rumbling softly in joy when it crosses paths with Kakyoin's hands. It feels like he's using himself to draw a pattern under Adrian's shirt, and by now his path leads him to run over both nipples. ]
I- have no memory of doing this with anyone shaped like a person. I'd prefer that you not spare my pride if I fail - I want to learn.