with whatsatisfies me, continued from XI log

[friendofdorothy]

Liir had been determined to extract a promise to end his isolation from Gilbert at the time. If he'd kissed him he'd have been rewarding that behavior. He didn't have such a problem anymore. He closed his eyes when Gilbert's lips opened against his and...

...he was small and scared and someone was doing something to him that he wished would stop. That was all he could glean from the conversation and the remembered feelings, besides the non, non, as he spoke little French. Liir is truly disturbed for the first time in a while. Perhaps more than his memories of Bandar.

He comes out of it shaken, does his best to compose himself, which is pretty good. The boy he was metamorphisizes into the young man pressed against him.

"Sorry. It's...been a while."

Comments

thread that out too or fade to black?

[friendofdorothy]

Wherever I like? He wondered if that meant in the shrub maze? On the roof? Anyway, most certainly not his own room. There was a brief spike of disgust as he imagined Eren frowning in disapproval at them during the act.

"...Yours. My roommate would be...a bit of a wet blanket." Coming from Liir, that's saying something.

Fade to black's fine!

[whatsatisfiesme]

Well, now he would never know, would he?

"Mine has hardly even been around, this past week."

And with that, he turns and begins leading Liir away from the festivities, drawing him around the side of the Mansion in the dark. It's a longer route back to the dorms than cutting back through the prom, but it gives him cover to begin undoing the buttons on Liir's jacket as they go.

"Come on, then."

His memories, at least, keep politely to themselves for the rest of the night.