[ a soft noise escapes him when those bruises are brushed against, and he tilts his hip up into the touch. he knows that larus fears hurting him, but jaskier is filled with a certainty that the young vampire also knows his limits. it's a determined kind of trust, one that won't fade, regardless of what larus might say. he wishes larus saw what he saw. the gentleness, the affection, and the care he displays without even thinking. ]
Shhh, it's fine, love. It really is. But if that's what you believe, I'll hold you to it.
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Shhh, it's fine, love. It really is. But if that's what you believe, I'll hold you to it.