[ His voice was soft. Serious. He slid his hands up Julian's chest, stroking. ]
I was in prison by the time I was nineteen. Got a serve-to-die contract with the military, and that's the only reason I'm not dead in some lightless fucking New Volgan cell. I want to let go.
This place is so fucking beautiful. I've never seen a sea, or... animals, or birds, or... a tree. Or magic. And I want it, I want everything here, want... a future? And... to matter?
To fucking matter.
[ He dragged his nails lightly along Julian's abdomen. ]
no subject
[ His voice was soft. Serious. He slid his hands up Julian's chest, stroking. ]
I was in prison by the time I was nineteen. Got a serve-to-die contract with the military, and that's the only reason I'm not dead in some lightless fucking New Volgan cell. I want to let go.
This place is so fucking beautiful. I've never seen a sea, or... animals, or birds, or... a tree. Or magic. And I want it, I want everything here, want... a future? And... to matter?
To fucking matter.
[ He dragged his nails lightly along Julian's abdomen. ]
Tell me what you want to let go of.