[ The skin on skin is less foreign and less unwelcome than he ever could've guessed it would ever become. Later, after their weeks of travel, when again they find themselves existing in the world of the living with its wars and mages and Makers, things are bound to shift, complicate. They themselves are bound to complicate. Maybe even fight. Maybe even learn to hate again. Fenris cannot predict any of it from his place here, enfolded in Anders's arms, Anders, who by now has morphed into less a terrorist or a mage than just a friendly face who perhaps doesn't want to suffer anymore but has wanted Fenris to suffer infinitely less. A piece of Fenris does not want to remember the man he was so few years ago; that man simply does not know what to do with Anders's kindness.
For the very first time, Fenris considers a sliver of possibility that he has changed for the better, even in some small, sad way.
He feels a painful, terrible flutter inside his chest and gut, the pillowcase against his eyelashes, the puff of Anders's breath across his skin. He smells so... so. ]
The truth is never so convenient.
[ It's murmured in such proximity that he's mouthing the words against Anders's collarbone—mouthing at his collarbone, he's—Fenris's fingers clench at the small of his back and he honestly doesn't know who's to blame, just that their mouths eventually seem to float toward each other until they touch and he makes the softest sound of genuine shock when they touch. ]
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Date: 2015-03-04 05:52 am (UTC)For the very first time, Fenris considers a sliver of possibility that he has changed for the better, even in some small, sad way.
He feels a painful, terrible flutter inside his chest and gut, the pillowcase against his eyelashes, the puff of Anders's breath across his skin. He smells so... so. ]
The truth is never so convenient.
[ It's murmured in such proximity that he's mouthing the words against Anders's collarbone—mouthing at his collarbone, he's—Fenris's fingers clench at the small of his back and he honestly doesn't know who's to blame, just that their mouths eventually seem to float toward each other until they touch and he makes the softest sound of genuine shock when they touch. ]