[L is bony to the point of being truly pitiful. The skin stretches over a fragile, narrow framework that didn't seem to quite finish the harrowing gauntlet of puberty, and the way he curls in on himself in intimate moments indicates, rather blatantly, that he is well aware of his physical shortcomings.
Kind, of Hector, not to draw attention to them. Kinder still, not to allow them to give him pause in the momentum of their encounter. L is grateful, even as he feels innately that pity must still be a factor.
He reaches, grasping, for Hector's horns. His spindly hands are stronger than they look, and he's glad for the tether. He's sensitive, really, absurdly so, and this was true even when he was being touched and kissed and grasped on a regular basis.
The flesh will have its way. He knows that Hector is willing, and there goes a psychological barrier. He knows that Hector is attractive, and there goes another one. He knows that he, himself, is needy, and aching, and starved, and always thinking fondly of one particular monster built like Hector.
He grips tighter with both hands, fairly bracing into the contact as a gymnast might on a set of parallel bars. He can oblige; he will, in return for this generous favor, performed for a frame so spare and spartan that L holds his own body in contempt. ]
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Kind, of Hector, not to draw attention to them. Kinder still, not to allow them to give him pause in the momentum of their encounter. L is grateful, even as he feels innately that pity must still be a factor.
He reaches, grasping, for Hector's horns. His spindly hands are stronger than they look, and he's glad for the tether. He's sensitive, really, absurdly so, and this was true even when he was being touched and kissed and grasped on a regular basis.
The flesh will have its way. He knows that Hector is willing, and there goes a psychological barrier. He knows that Hector is attractive, and there goes another one. He knows that he, himself, is needy, and aching, and starved, and always thinking fondly of one particular monster built like Hector.
He grips tighter with both hands, fairly bracing into the contact as a gymnast might on a set of parallel bars. He can oblige; he will, in return for this generous favor, performed for a frame so spare and spartan that L holds his own body in contempt. ]