[ Part of him wonders if this would be worse, were Justy like some other people here. Teasing, or whatever. The fact he's so quiet and sincere seems to dig under his skin even worse than a jab ever could...the urge to go ram his face into a wall to stave off the embarrassment superheating his skin is indescribably strong.
At the very least, it's the same thing; hard to focus on the pain and blood sticking to your skin when your heart is beating 5000 miles per hour. Dosei jolts a bit in surprise at the...humming? What?
It still sounds off, though, and he's five seconds from growling out another warning, at least until the other opts to promptly rest his cheek on his head. That, and the sigh that follows, have his thoughts freezing all over again. Even if his hands were about to come off, now they're stuck there for a while longers.
But it's...nice. It's warm. The sort of thing you imagine people feel when you see them do this sort of thing in movies. The knowledge of the other's leg is, really, the only thing stopping him from yanking off and vanishing into the ether to go contemplate his life for a few hours, and he doesn't even know why.
It won't stop him from angrily mumbling, volume on his synthesizer cranked down without thinking much of it. ]
...Gonna have to find someone to drag you out of here, since I sure as hell can't do it.
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At the very least, it's the same thing; hard to focus on the pain and blood sticking to your skin when your heart is beating 5000 miles per hour. Dosei jolts a bit in surprise at the...humming? What?
It still sounds off, though, and he's five seconds from growling out another warning, at least until the other opts to promptly rest his cheek on his head. That, and the sigh that follows, have his thoughts freezing all over again. Even if his hands were about to come off, now they're stuck there for a while longers.
But it's...nice. It's warm. The sort of thing you imagine people feel when you see them do this sort of thing in movies. The knowledge of the other's leg is, really, the only thing stopping him from yanking off and vanishing into the ether to go contemplate his life for a few hours, and he doesn't even know why.
It won't stop him from angrily mumbling, volume on his synthesizer cranked down without thinking much of it. ]
...Gonna have to find someone to drag you out of here, since I sure as hell can't do it.
[ Baby twink problems. ]