[she says it lightly, arms wrapping around his waist and putting her head on his shoulders. if she sits just so, she's tucked between his wings - comfortable for them both, snug and safe.]
[ He rests his hands on her arms, blushing furiously. No matter how comfortable he gets with someone and accepting affection from them, he can't help but get at least a little bit flustered by it. It's fine, it's a warm, happy feeling now. Emily deserves his vulnerability, the soft side he'd covered up for so many years. ]
Yeah...Lot fuckin' better. [ He gives her hand a gentle squeeze. ] ...Ya can do that whenever ya want, ya know. Jus' ask.
[she knows what it takes for him to relax and be softer with her. it's an effort she's happy to encourage, to push onwards in his life. if he wants to do something like combing out her hair, she's glad enough to let him.]
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[she says it lightly, arms wrapping around his waist and putting her head on his shoulders. if she sits just so, she's tucked between his wings - comfortable for them both, snug and safe.]
Does that feel better?
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Yeah...Lot fuckin' better. [ He gives her hand a gentle squeeze. ] ...Ya can do that whenever ya want, ya know. Jus' ask.
[ Because they both benefit from it. ]
An'...maybe lemme do it for ya sometime?
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[she knows what it takes for him to relax and be softer with her. it's an effort she's happy to encourage, to push onwards in his life. if he wants to do something like combing out her hair, she's glad enough to let him.]