Date: 2019-12-12 05:36 pm (UTC)
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Rhys nods, choosing his words carefully,

"Some of it was just-- rhythm. He has this kind of, push and pull energy. He's making jokes, then he's trying to provoke you, then he's upset, then he's hitting on you, then he's making jokes again. It felt very--"

Rhys pauses, trying to think of how to put this,

"I don't know. I responded to it. It was fun. And kind of hot? Like, I thought I could imagine what it'd be like to go to bed with him. I knew it'd be-- weird. And maybe kind of uncomfortable, and maybe too much. And if I came early, or said something stupid, or-- I don't know, fucked it up, it just wouldn't matter because it would be so weird anyway. And he'd just have a good time either way."

Those were probably the initial reasons. They've multiplied though. Grown in the warm dark damp between too bodies. Rhys scratches his neck, watching Elijah's expression.

"I'm not sure-- how much you want to know. Is it helping?"
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