(funnily enough, he too feels no guilt. he knows exactly what he's doing, controlled and practiced, and while he doesn't want to capitalize on his past, it doesn't mean that he can't use his knowledge and skills for something good, even if that something is to take Katherine out of here for a moment. take himself out of here for a moment, too, when all wounds have been opened and picked at tonight. for a second, his head goes to reira and what he had told her: if he's bringing her more sorrow than taking it away, then there was no point to it.
this is the opposite. it feels healing, in a way, a very painful way. he isn't sure where he stands on his own journey, but he sees kate, and he'd assume better than anyone else. someone who feels little about herself, has been used, and with pieces that remained of her broken heart, she built walls with. walls that to him, are scarily, ridiculously easy to climb, but perhaps not to break... and it's not up to him to do so, either way. he can barely support himself, who's to say he can support her?
but he can tell her with each and every encounter like this that she deserves to be touched, to be loving and loved, to let her guard down sometimes, even if it's with someone like him.
nails on his back is familiar, but they always bring goosebumps to surface, and he lets out a sound in her mouth. congratulations, kate, for figuring out another thing shin personally likes.)
Me? I want to make you feel better.
(and that's exactly what he's about to do, with his kisses descending from her lips all the way to her breasts, hands busy taking off her pants to slide them off.)
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Date: 2022-07-23 11:59 pm (UTC)this is the opposite. it feels healing, in a way, a very painful way. he isn't sure where he stands on his own journey, but he sees kate, and he'd assume better than anyone else. someone who feels little about herself, has been used, and with pieces that remained of her broken heart, she built walls with. walls that to him, are scarily, ridiculously easy to climb, but perhaps not to break... and it's not up to him to do so, either way. he can barely support himself, who's to say he can support her?
but he can tell her with each and every encounter like this that she deserves to be touched, to be loving and loved, to let her guard down sometimes, even if it's with someone like him.
nails on his back is familiar, but they always bring goosebumps to surface, and he lets out a sound in her mouth. congratulations, kate, for figuring out another thing shin personally likes.)
Me? I want to make you feel better.
(and that's exactly what he's about to do, with his kisses descending from her lips all the way to her breasts, hands busy taking off her pants to slide them off.)