[ It does take the edge off. Iorveth is perfectly-shaped for their bodies to slot together, and being embraced by him feels like comfort rather than smothering. Putting aside things like love and desire, Iorveth makes him feel safe, if only in the protective confines of his arms. The world still feels frightening and threatening to him most of the time, but this tiny little part of the world doesn't.
He lets another moment of silence pass, before mustering the courage to blurt out, ] I don't want to trance again.
[ He feels like he could throw up, actually. But Iorveth might not want to cuddle him if he says that. He also feels bone-tired, like if he doesn't trance willingly soon then he'll probably be unwillingly unconscious at some point. ]
It's heinously foolish, I know. You don't have to tell me. [ Preemptively defensive. If he tells Iorveth that he thinks his feelings are stupid, maybe Iorveth won't think that they are. ] It's just that— it's worse to relive it now that I have something to lose.
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He lets another moment of silence pass, before mustering the courage to blurt out, ] I don't want to trance again.
[ He feels like he could throw up, actually. But Iorveth might not want to cuddle him if he says that. He also feels bone-tired, like if he doesn't trance willingly soon then he'll probably be unwillingly unconscious at some point. ]
It's heinously foolish, I know. You don't have to tell me. [ Preemptively defensive. If he tells Iorveth that he thinks his feelings are stupid, maybe Iorveth won't think that they are. ] It's just that— it's worse to relive it now that I have something to lose.