[He asserts with no small amount of wryness, giving amusement free reign over one half-submerged expression, turning it into a light push of absent pressure over the slope of Leto's neck— his own ear twitching for attention he returns in kind (and with interest, no less, given the sharpness of overlong teeth.] In so many more ways than you realize, you have been all along.
And besides, I do like my new set of marks. [Pleasing for a great number of reasons, though they're a throbbing, screaming ache under his knitting skin right now, it still feels good. Still feels like everything he'd wanted (and everything he was scared of enacting when that dagger was wildly quaking in his trembling hands). And in light of that, he—
All right, yes, fine. He knows it can't possibly feel exactly the same on Leto's end of this for healing speeds, but stubbornly he wonders if it's similar in nature, the welling spring of heat smothered hard beneath his grasp.]
Though we might need to do a little housekeeping from time to time, just until they take. I'd commit to letting you use a stake for it but erm....I'll be honest, that's a little more unsettling to have just lying around than I'd prefer. [Oh, Leto he trusts. It's the rest of the populace having access to any amount of sharpened wood that gives him pause. And the last thing either of them really wants is a couple of nosy people asking questions as to why they have a thing like that lying around, if it comes to light by way of accidents or rummaging pups.]
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[He asserts with no small amount of wryness, giving amusement free reign over one half-submerged expression, turning it into a light push of absent pressure over the slope of Leto's neck— his own ear twitching for attention he returns in kind (and with interest, no less, given the sharpness of overlong teeth.] In so many more ways than you realize, you have been all along.
And besides, I do like my new set of marks. [Pleasing for a great number of reasons, though they're a throbbing, screaming ache under his knitting skin right now, it still feels good. Still feels like everything he'd wanted (and everything he was scared of enacting when that dagger was wildly quaking in his trembling hands). And in light of that, he—
All right, yes, fine. He knows it can't possibly feel exactly the same on Leto's end of this for healing speeds, but stubbornly he wonders if it's similar in nature, the welling spring of heat smothered hard beneath his grasp.]
Though we might need to do a little housekeeping from time to time, just until they take. I'd commit to letting you use a stake for it but erm....I'll be honest, that's a little more unsettling to have just lying around than I'd prefer. [Oh, Leto he trusts. It's the rest of the populace having access to any amount of sharpened wood that gives him pause. And the last thing either of them really wants is a couple of nosy people asking questions as to why they have a thing like that lying around, if it comes to light by way of accidents or rummaging pups.]