[ nehan's breath shudders from six's simple touches alone, clearly unused to this kind of intimacy. or any form of intimacy, really. this entire body is littered with scars, mostly coming from whips and lashes he'd received as a slave to the mafia, but also some nicks and scrapes from his own clumsiness. he'll never be as physically capable as six, and he's long accepted that.
and it's because of this that nehan thinks that he isn't desirable -- not just in general, but in terms of beauty. he doesn't have a huge complex about it or anything, but six's skin may as well be flawless compared to his. his chest rises and falls with every breath he takes, and it's taking all the energy he has not to cover his face as six stares him down. ]
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and it's because of this that nehan thinks that he isn't desirable -- not just in general, but in terms of beauty. he doesn't have a huge complex about it or anything, but six's skin may as well be flawless compared to his. his chest rises and falls with every breath he takes, and it's taking all the energy he has not to cover his face as six stares him down. ]
...Don't force yourself for my sake either.
[ he gets it, he's ugly-- ]