It was almost charming, how innocent this Declan seemed to be. Or maybe it made Desire want to break him more. He wasn’t entirely decided just yet, but right now…Declan was so disgustingly nice…and Desire wanted some of that niceness for himself.
He’d been locked in the back of his own head for years, subdued by the medicines Granny had kept feeding to Reason. If anyone deserved a little spoiling right now, it was Desire, not Reason!
“Yeah…yeah, that sounds real good, big guy,” Desire agreed, pillowing his arms back on his stomach and smiling crookedly. His words continued to amuse himself, even if they were flying right over Declan’s head one after the other.
“C’mere and rub my head for me. Show me how good with your hands you really are.”
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He’d been locked in the back of his own head for years, subdued by the medicines Granny had kept feeding to Reason. If anyone deserved a little spoiling right now, it was Desire, not Reason!
“Yeah…yeah, that sounds real good, big guy,” Desire agreed, pillowing his arms back on his stomach and smiling crookedly. His words continued to amuse himself, even if they were flying right over Declan’s head one after the other.
“C’mere and rub my head for me. Show me how good with your hands you really are.”