Ah there it was. Liam didn't move when Riley stood, not at first anyway. It was probably better to let the priest make his escape, to go and put distance and time between them so they could, hopefully, let clearer heads prevail. If they could, if there was any way that he could possibly get the other man out from where he'd settled deep in his mind and his heart.
He should let him go now, let that excuse be enough.
Instead he found himself reaching out hooking his fingers into the pocket of Riley's jacket, to stop his retreat, to urge him closer. "This isn't the sort of sin that stains a soul. I wouldn't risk your light." He looked up at the other man through a fringe of thick, dark lashes. "Let me give you this? Please?"
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Date: 2025-06-01 05:00 am (UTC)He should let him go now, let that excuse be enough.
Instead he found himself reaching out hooking his fingers into the pocket of Riley's jacket, to stop his retreat, to urge him closer. "This isn't the sort of sin that stains a soul. I wouldn't risk your light." He looked up at the other man through a fringe of thick, dark lashes. "Let me give you this? Please?"