{ the response he gets has something twisting in his gut, a thought that perhaps could ruin the moment if he lets it linger. instead he stays quiet for a moment, holding his tongue from the question of how long has that been so? that pushes itself to the forefront.
perhaps thoma had a lot more room to fantasise than he'd thought.
though in all fairness, he may be in that position now as well. how is he going to go forward not thinking about this or imagining it when he needs relief?
so he'll have mercy for now, and let his other hand stroke up and down thoma's back. the movements are slow, coaxing him towards sleep. }
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perhaps thoma had a lot more room to fantasise than he'd thought.
though in all fairness, he may be in that position now as well. how is he going to go forward not thinking about this or imagining it when he needs relief?
so he'll have mercy for now, and let his other hand stroke up and down thoma's back. the movements are slow, coaxing him towards sleep. }