[Gregor dares anyone to walk in and try to embarrass him about getting to finally hold Miles Vorkosigan beyond all reason and expectation. He will stare them into silence.
He burrows into the link, too, twining himself as close with Miles as he can, sinking deep into that wordless reciprocity. It's okay, he reminds himself again, bewildered by the reality of it. Miles is so solid and fragile and perfectly fitted to him, seated on one leg.
He dodges that guilt. It was his own fault for staying quiet for so long and moreover he doesn't care.] It doesn't matter. You said we could figure it out together. [Half fishing for affirmation and half lingering, swimming uncertainty about how much he can unleash himself. Surely he can't let go of everything ... He flatly refuses to hurt Miles, in any capacity. His equilibrium with this teeters on that.]
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He burrows into the link, too, twining himself as close with Miles as he can, sinking deep into that wordless reciprocity. It's okay, he reminds himself again, bewildered by the reality of it. Miles is so solid and fragile and perfectly fitted to him, seated on one leg.
He dodges that guilt. It was his own fault for staying quiet for so long and moreover he doesn't care.] It doesn't matter. You said we could figure it out together. [Half fishing for affirmation and half lingering, swimming uncertainty about how much he can unleash himself. Surely he can't let go of everything ... He flatly refuses to hurt Miles, in any capacity. His equilibrium with this teeters on that.]