[...something about being taken care of like this stirs up old memories. It's...it's really nice, to have someone put you in order this way...and it's not just anyone, it's someone Atem cares about, a lot.
There's trust to it, in letting Ryou take a wing full of delicate, hollow, easily-breakable bones into his clawed monster-hands, and not pull it back. The kind of trust you need, to let someone in this close to you, to let down your guard around them, to feel safe in their hands....
Atem lets out a sigh, his eyes falling half closed. It's almost odd, now, not to feel the rumble in his chest, the buzz of air meeting resistance on its way out, that signals he's content, that he wants this to continue. The timbre of the sigh, the expression on his face, will have to do, to communicate the same thing. It's so gentle, so unlike what he gave up his last free life in order to avoid...]
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There's trust to it, in letting Ryou take a wing full of delicate, hollow, easily-breakable bones into his clawed monster-hands, and not pull it back. The kind of trust you need, to let someone in this close to you, to let down your guard around them, to feel safe in their hands....
Atem lets out a sigh, his eyes falling half closed. It's almost odd, now, not to feel the rumble in his chest, the buzz of air meeting resistance on its way out, that signals he's content, that he wants this to continue. The timbre of the sigh, the expression on his face, will have to do, to communicate the same thing. It's so gentle, so unlike what he gave up his last free life in order to avoid...]