[That is nice. Nicer than he'd thought it would be, to feel Kakyoin's fingers petting him again. That had been maddening when he'd been in the machine, and in the best possible way. Feeling it again is a pleasant echo, and he shivers a little with contentment.]
You can see me like this anytime. I like it. Sometimes...
[He trails off, thinking, and at length closes his eyes and rubs his cheek against the cushion beneath it.]
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You can see me like this anytime. I like it. Sometimes...
[He trails off, thinking, and at length closes his eyes and rubs his cheek against the cushion beneath it.]
Sometimes I need it. You know?