Random's lack of reply speaks volunes, just as the words had sounded lame to his own ears, however honestly they were meant.
...and isn't honesty supposed to be what this is about? He reminds himself of things he'd thought while walking, as he moves gently between Random's legs, licking over the warm skin at the back of his neck.
Honesty.
'I don't deserve this. I've done the wrong with you so often, haven't looked after you like I should have. Thought you were happy with me as I am but I can see it's not good enough.'
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Date: 2006-03-24 12:44 am (UTC)...and isn't honesty supposed to be what this is about? He reminds himself of things he'd thought while walking, as he moves gently between Random's legs, licking over the warm skin at the back of his neck.
Honesty.
'I don't deserve this. I've done the wrong with you so often, haven't looked after you like I should have. Thought you were happy with me as I am but I can see it's not good enough.'