The words did reassure Bedivere, though, and he let out a breath he had been holding in. His heartbeat was steady under those fingers, a pulse of life despite all circumstances surrounding his existence at the moment. His chest rose and fell with his breaths too, which now came in quick succession.
The praise did make Bedivere feel a touch embarrassed, but he felt happy too. Praise in general was unusual for him to receive, and every bit of it filled his heart with joy.]
You're too kind.
[The kiss was nice too, though the lick felt a bit odd. The skin there was scarred not just from the original injury, but also from years and years of wearing straps for a prosthesis. The magical arm was much better, as it moved as an arm should and didn't chafe him, but his original stiff arm had been a struggle to use. A set of deep chafe-scars showed just where it used to rub at him, where skin had been worn away to the point of bleeding several times in the past. It left much of the skin feeling barely anything at all. But he did feel that lick, and it was not anything he had expected to feel.]
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Date: 2020-11-13 04:59 pm (UTC)The words did reassure Bedivere, though, and he let out a breath he had been holding in. His heartbeat was steady under those fingers, a pulse of life despite all circumstances surrounding his existence at the moment. His chest rose and fell with his breaths too, which now came in quick succession.
The praise did make Bedivere feel a touch embarrassed, but he felt happy too. Praise in general was unusual for him to receive, and every bit of it filled his heart with joy.]
You're too kind.
[The kiss was nice too, though the lick felt a bit odd. The skin there was scarred not just from the original injury, but also from years and years of wearing straps for a prosthesis. The magical arm was much better, as it moved as an arm should and didn't chafe him, but his original stiff arm had been a struggle to use. A set of deep chafe-scars showed just where it used to rub at him, where skin had been worn away to the point of bleeding several times in the past. It left much of the skin feeling barely anything at all. But he did feel that lick, and it was not anything he had expected to feel.]
Dazai?