"Cyril," Liam echoed with a flicker of a smile. "It's lovely, actually." He meant it. Riley was clearly a Riley, but Cyril suited too.
Even that simple brush of a thumb along his hand was more tenderness than Liam was used to, and it had a fluttery feeling starting in his chest. Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul...
Except anything warm and fluttery immediately turned to ice when the priest kept speaking. Liam was on his feet then, tense and adamant as he shook his head. "No, you don't. And you can't. And you shouldn't. He's... they're dangerous." Riley catching Gregory's notice sounded like Liam's nightmare, the idea of this good, gentle, kind man being hurt because of him was an anathema.
He moved then, to settle himself back on the couch. Sort of. Point of fact, he settled himself in Riley's lap, straddling his thighs and looking him directly in the eye. "Promise me you won't try. I am not worth it."
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Date: 2025-06-03 09:04 pm (UTC)Even that simple brush of a thumb along his hand was more tenderness than Liam was used to, and it had a fluttery feeling starting in his chest. Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul...
Except anything warm and fluttery immediately turned to ice when the priest kept speaking. Liam was on his feet then, tense and adamant as he shook his head. "No, you don't. And you can't. And you shouldn't. He's... they're dangerous." Riley catching Gregory's notice sounded like Liam's nightmare, the idea of this good, gentle, kind man being hurt because of him was an anathema.
He moved then, to settle himself back on the couch. Sort of. Point of fact, he settled himself in Riley's lap, straddling his thighs and looking him directly in the eye. "Promise me you won't try. I am not worth it."