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imaginarynihility) wrote2023-10-22 01:56 pm
imaginarynihility) wrote2023-10-22 01:56 pm
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Welt had firmly intended to apologize for crossing the line of what's appropriate and what's not with Dan Heng when he had entrusted him in such a vulnerable way, and yet, the regret dwindles each time he meets his gaze once more. Perhaps Welt's projecting his own feelings onto the other man, but Dan Heng almost always seems happier in their interactions.
Even if it's all in his head, Welt finds it impossible to regret their moment of intimacy together.
He's well aware that likely makes him a horrendous person, and he genuinely wishes he could bring himself to care, but alas, the only thoughts that matter when he's with the younger traveler is how stretched open and full he was when he impaled him on his cocks repeatedly.
Normally, he's at least able to table the thoughts of their shared time together for when he's in his chambers in solitude or somewhere private with Dan Heng. Today, though, for some unknown reason while he's sitting alone in the hub of the Astral Express, his mind wanders to those moments and the hand not curled around the handle of his cane rests almost protectively against his lower belly.
Even if it's all in his head, Welt finds it impossible to regret their moment of intimacy together.
He's well aware that likely makes him a horrendous person, and he genuinely wishes he could bring himself to care, but alas, the only thoughts that matter when he's with the younger traveler is how stretched open and full he was when he impaled him on his cocks repeatedly.
Normally, he's at least able to table the thoughts of their shared time together for when he's in his chambers in solitude or somewhere private with Dan Heng. Today, though, for some unknown reason while he's sitting alone in the hub of the Astral Express, his mind wanders to those moments and the hand not curled around the handle of his cane rests almost protectively against his lower belly.
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"I don't care."
It's an inherently human thing, this guilt. Dan Heng can't say that he's ever really felt it, and even the sins of the life that came before him are less a point of distress on his end and more a burden inherited from the man that he was.
"It was good, for me. I don't need you to think the same way" -- his hand pulls away, resting politely on his lap once more -- "but to me, there's nothing for you to apologise for.
"So don't burden yourself with this. All right?"
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Still, he looks up at the other man almost sheepishly.
"It was good for me, too, Dan Heng. I... I've always known there was an affection towards you, I just hadn't realized how vast it was. I suppose that's why it was so easy for me to blur the line of objectivity and selfish desire."
After a moment's hesitation, he extends his hand out towards Dan Heng's, properly setting it over the one nearest him.
"While I'm sorry for being unprofessional, I'm... grateful it had happened."