[Wiping himself down gave him enough time to recollect himself. That included the very specific task of delaying the realization that he just did that with Bedivere and condemned himself to suffer more realistic fantasies.]
If any of this [he waved the crumpled ball of tissue he now held before tossing it at the nearby trash bin] got on the futon.
[He was marginally more relaxed now, for all that he felt the surprising urge to curl up with Bedivere on bed, and as he sat down, he found his gaze straying to the other's body]
...ah.
[He wouldn't point those marks out if he was asked, and he rather hoped Bedivere wouldn't be upset over them when he looked at the mirror]
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Date: 2020-11-19 07:28 am (UTC)If any of this [he waved the crumpled ball of tissue he now held before tossing it at the nearby trash bin] got on the futon.
[He was marginally more relaxed now, for all that he felt the surprising urge to curl up with Bedivere on bed, and as he sat down, he found his gaze straying to the other's body]
...ah.
[He wouldn't point those marks out if he was asked, and he rather hoped Bedivere wouldn't be upset over them when he looked at the mirror]