Part of him finds that thought absolutely terrifying - the thought of being marked before he even knew it, strung along like a little puppet until he was where Herbert had wanted him. Was there any choice? What if they hadn't gone after Sarah, would he have been kidnapped?
...But the other part of him...is a little bit flattered, strangely. Standing out there in the snow, he had worried about being forgotten if the Professor was gone. Now here's someone who had seen him then...and had wanted HIM.
It's confusing, and he looks Herbert in the eyes again, starting to tremble a little anew. His mouth feels dry, and he swallows audibly, trying with all his might to keep his hips still, not to just start grinding, not to reach out because - because it's soon, it's fast, he had only just learned being with another man was even an OPTION for him, and even if he HAD known that, he's never even -
A little whine escapes him, and he suddenly tilts his head, burying his face in Herbert's neck, embarrassed.
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Part of him finds that thought absolutely terrifying - the thought of being marked before he even knew it, strung along like a little puppet until he was where Herbert had wanted him. Was there any choice? What if they hadn't gone after Sarah, would he have been kidnapped?
...But the other part of him...is a little bit flattered, strangely. Standing out there in the snow, he had worried about being forgotten if the Professor was gone. Now here's someone who had seen him then...and had wanted HIM.
It's confusing, and he looks Herbert in the eyes again, starting to tremble a little anew. His mouth feels dry, and he swallows audibly, trying with all his might to keep his hips still, not to just start grinding, not to reach out because - because it's soon, it's fast, he had only just learned being with another man was even an OPTION for him, and even if he HAD known that, he's never even -
A little whine escapes him, and he suddenly tilts his head, burying his face in Herbert's neck, embarrassed.