[ He has a preoccupation with this, with making him make noise, urging him to talk, to engage in a way that isn't purely physical. That's a boundary he's pushed since day one, in fairness. Locus can't say he didn't know what he was getting into there.
And it's taken root. He doesn't feel quite as adrift anymore, not quite so isolated. Even one other person that he can connect to is enough, is more than he had. Is it any wonder he panicked at the thought of losing that so quickly after finding it?
There's a small breath taken as Taylor's tongue sweeps against his skin, eyelids lowering. ]
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And it's taken root. He doesn't feel quite as adrift anymore, not quite so isolated. Even one other person that he can connect to is enough, is more than he had. Is it any wonder he panicked at the thought of losing that so quickly after finding it?
There's a small breath taken as Taylor's tongue sweeps against his skin, eyelids lowering. ]