you're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling
They drown each other out, back and forth into a cacophony, until the dam breaks and they need to pull apart. Already, it feels like too much distance, and Nate leans in again and again, his new arm moving with him easily to keep the blanket in place. Kisses rain down upon Sunjata’s cheek, his temple, the top of his head. A gentle, peaceful rain, with the warm weight of the blanket.
”Of course sonskyn.” Nate purrs, my sonskyn echoing immediately and automatically. A claim that he will stake again and again. But not here. The arms around Sunjata tighten just enough to be snug, aided by the return of the fourth to hold the attuned securely enough that he doesn’t move at all when Nate stands. Or while he walks to the stairs, unhurried pace carrying him calmly through the house, Haai rising to follow at his heels.
Into the bedroom. Pemota sits in her little sling, a silent judgemental guardian angle watching over them while Nate deposits the pair of them in the bed, and his false arms both move to draw more blankets around them, together this time.
”Of course sonskyn.” Nate purrs, my sonskyn echoing immediately and automatically. A claim that he will stake again and again. But not here. The arms around Sunjata tighten just enough to be snug, aided by the return of the fourth to hold the attuned securely enough that he doesn’t move at all when Nate stands. Or while he walks to the stairs, unhurried pace carrying him calmly through the house, Haai rising to follow at his heels.
Into the bedroom. Pemota sits in her little sling, a silent judgemental guardian angle watching over them while Nate deposits the pair of them in the bed, and his false arms both move to draw more blankets around them, together this time.
& you're trembling and he reaches over
and touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist
NATE
