[ he slides his hands around adam's calves as he stretches his legs out, palms and fingers kneading gently, thumbs working at any tension he finds. ]
Yeah, [ he murmurs, and a thumb circles one bony ankle, stroking the long bones of adam's foot. .. he has nice feet, as feet go, well-shaped like the rest of him, elegant. sometimes he hates himself a little for how stupid and syrupy-slow his thoughts get like this, curled with adam thinking about his feet of all things. ] We can do like.. a movie or something.. eat dinner on the couch.
[ like they would at home, like they had before adam headed to harvard. sometimes with opal if the movie caught her attention enough. ]
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Yeah, [ he murmurs, and a thumb circles one bony ankle, stroking the long bones of adam's foot. .. he has nice feet, as feet go, well-shaped like the rest of him, elegant. sometimes he hates himself a little for how stupid and syrupy-slow his thoughts get like this, curled with adam thinking about his feet of all things. ] We can do like.. a movie or something.. eat dinner on the couch.
[ like they would at home, like they had before adam headed to harvard. sometimes with opal if the movie caught her attention enough. ]