[There's a soft sigh at that nudge, and he hooks his chin over Cy's shoulder, right hand slipping beneath the hem of a shirt to find warm skin.]
You may be right.
[It's in his nature to be critical of himself — after a childhood of expected perfection, after an adolescence spent learning how to excel in only one thing. He does wonder how it would be to meet Cy so young, although the thought does not go so far. It's difficult to imagine Cy as rude or blunt against the picture of the man he's come to know.]
I don't think I could sit through a lesson with you formally. [At this point, they've ventured enough times into kink surrounding that dynamic that his perception is tainted, probably.] I wouldn't be able to focus.
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You may be right.
[It's in his nature to be critical of himself — after a childhood of expected perfection, after an adolescence spent learning how to excel in only one thing. He does wonder how it would be to meet Cy so young, although the thought does not go so far. It's difficult to imagine Cy as rude or blunt against the picture of the man he's come to know.]
I don't think I could sit through a lesson with you formally. [At this point, they've ventured enough times into kink surrounding that dynamic that his perception is tainted, probably.] I wouldn't be able to focus.