People didn't pay whores because they were good at thinking.
[ his way of saying tell him anyway.
he supposes aspen would know the taste of poison, and despite the questionable footing of their relationship, he doesn't believe the little bird is at the point of plotting his demise just yet. he is well acquainted with the signs, anyway.
against all his better judgement, but perhaps because his decisions have already led him on a path that likely leads to the gallows in the end, he brings the nut to his mouth and takes one careful bite. chews. swallows. fastidiously wipes his mouth with the edge of his finger and waits.
it's calm. everything feels calm, which is unnatural in itself, because the inside of laurent's head is never calm. his outward impassivity is just a front for the constant pull of tension, a hundred rushing thoughts plaguing him at every moment, the stress of keeping his walls not only erect but reinforced at every given moment so that no one catches a peek at the damage or unfulfilled needs within.
a bit of strain unlocks, a sliver of relief. without thinking, he takes another neat, careful bite. ]
no subject
[ his way of saying tell him anyway.
he supposes aspen would know the taste of poison, and despite the questionable footing of their relationship, he doesn't believe the little bird is at the point of plotting his demise just yet. he is well acquainted with the signs, anyway.
against all his better judgement, but perhaps because his decisions have already led him on a path that likely leads to the gallows in the end, he brings the nut to his mouth and takes one careful bite. chews. swallows. fastidiously wipes his mouth with the edge of his finger and waits.
it's calm. everything feels calm, which is unnatural in itself, because the inside of laurent's head is never calm. his outward impassivity is just a front for the constant pull of tension, a hundred rushing thoughts plaguing him at every moment, the stress of keeping his walls not only erect but reinforced at every given moment so that no one catches a peek at the damage or unfulfilled needs within.
a bit of strain unlocks, a sliver of relief. without thinking, he takes another neat, careful bite. ]
It's adequate.