[the words are muttered softly as Dohalim leans in, moving to rest the side of his head against Red Wine's shoulder as he presses his face against his neck. the Food Soul might be feeling the flushed heat radiating off his face; it seems the cold air isn't doing much to cool him down; it must be from all of the wine he'd drank earlier.
to be honest, Dohalim really isn't sure what value he can offer to Red Wine; the man had given him so much, but what has he given in return? not nearly enough, he's sure, but it's something he won't admit out loud, not wanting to ruin the moment. no, Red Wine already deals with so much of what's going on in his head that tonight, Dohalim has to give him a reprieve.
through that anxiety that follows said thoughts, however, a warmth peeks through; one that reminds Dohalim that the man pressed up against him has willingly chosen to spend this time with him, even with all of his hang ups and worries and self loathing. even outside of their debauched intimacy, the Food Soul likes being with him. the thought alone is almost enough to completely push his intrusive thoughts away for the moment, as he smiles against soft, pale skin]
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[the words are muttered softly as Dohalim leans in, moving to rest the side of his head against Red Wine's shoulder as he presses his face against his neck. the Food Soul might be feeling the flushed heat radiating off his face; it seems the cold air isn't doing much to cool him down; it must be from all of the wine he'd drank earlier.
to be honest, Dohalim really isn't sure what value he can offer to Red Wine; the man had given him so much, but what has he given in return? not nearly enough, he's sure, but it's something he won't admit out loud, not wanting to ruin the moment. no, Red Wine already deals with so much of what's going on in his head that tonight, Dohalim has to give him a reprieve.
through that anxiety that follows said thoughts, however, a warmth peeks through; one that reminds Dohalim that the man pressed up against him has willingly chosen to spend this time with him, even with all of his hang ups and worries and self loathing. even outside of their debauched intimacy, the Food Soul likes being with him. the thought alone is almost enough to completely push his intrusive thoughts away for the moment, as he smiles against soft, pale skin]
But, whatever value I do bring, I'm glad for it.