[ Contractors are always measured to some degree. It comes with the territory. But the parts they let unfurl take up space, they're beautiful and jagged and monstrous. November has blood on his hands enough to drown in. Here it doesn't matter, with Annie lifting the curtain between them, her color and sound and everything fitting in the places he didn't know were missing.
It's not uncomfortable. The other side of her feels like a threat and a blanket all at once. Consuming, hungry. He lets it wash over him, the ice of his mind unmoved. Her clever fingers are on his cloak and he shrugs out of it as soon as the buttons let loose.
The cloth drops to the floor in a crumpled heap, his gaze flicks over her. Scars and wraps and musculature to catalogue, some filed for later and an appreciation for the physical shape in the now.
He's less dressed down, wearing a suit minus the coat. Immediately, he starts loosening his tie, listening to her words intently. ]
( You wish. )
[ At that, he stands, drops the tie on the floor and holds a hand out to tug her towards the bed. ]
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It's not uncomfortable. The other side of her feels like a threat and a blanket all at once. Consuming, hungry. He lets it wash over him, the ice of his mind unmoved. Her clever fingers are on his cloak and he shrugs out of it as soon as the buttons let loose.
The cloth drops to the floor in a crumpled heap, his gaze flicks over her. Scars and wraps and musculature to catalogue, some filed for later and an appreciation for the physical shape in the now.
He's less dressed down, wearing a suit minus the coat. Immediately, he starts loosening his tie, listening to her words intently. ]
( You wish. )
[ At that, he stands, drops the tie on the floor and holds a hand out to tug her towards the bed. ]