[ He couldn't move even if he wanted to. Breathless, boneless, brainless, his whole world scraped down to instinct and sensation. Warmth in and under him and he burrows as close as he can without moving much at all, fingers smoothing idly back and forth across Locus' skin. Coherent thought will take a moment for now?
Locus has him. They're safe, they're tangled up tight, and nothing else in the world matters compared to just...touching him. Holding him a little longer. ]
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Locus has him. They're safe, they're tangled up tight, and nothing else in the world matters compared to just...touching him. Holding him a little longer. ]