[Rafe is right in that Fenris does need a moment; even when the issue seems to be that Rafe doesn't believe that Fenris can hold an interest, and not that Fenris has this interest, even with Rafe having briefly kissed back, or his willingness to jump into bed the second time they met...many times before Fenris has been told "it's okay" or "go ahead" in many situations, only for it to be a test. And should he succumb he would be struck or denied his meal for the day. It's instinctual for him to behave like an animal being lured into a trap, because many times that's how he's been treated.
That's why when Rafe tells him to do something about it there's a pause, brief enough that it could be easily missed, but it's there...only taking a moment to consider that this may not actually be an invitation. But then he reminds himself that Rafe has been nothing but straightforward with him. No tricks, no beating around the bush, just black and white, plain as day. Fenris may have trouble understanding what gets said, but he's never been misled as far as he can tell.
That's why, when all this clears through his mind in a moment, Fenris is crossing the room as if being let off a leash holding him back all this time. The hesitation ended at that one step, whereas now Fenris is snaking a possessive arm around Rafe's waist with the other coming up to grip his chin before he smashes their lips together with a force even greater than when he was shitfaced off of that pink liquid at the party.]
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cw: implications of sexual abuse, past alcohol/drug use, body dysmorphia, slavery and physical abuse
Date: 2020-10-13 05:16 am (UTC)That's why when Rafe tells him to do something about it there's a pause, brief enough that it could be easily missed, but it's there...only taking a moment to consider that this may not actually be an invitation. But then he reminds himself that Rafe has been nothing but straightforward with him. No tricks, no beating around the bush, just black and white, plain as day. Fenris may have trouble understanding what gets said, but he's never been misled as far as he can tell.
That's why, when all this clears through his mind in a moment, Fenris is crossing the room as if being let off a leash holding him back all this time. The hesitation ended at that one step, whereas now Fenris is snaking a possessive arm around Rafe's waist with the other coming up to grip his chin before he smashes their lips together with a force even greater than when he was shitfaced off of that pink liquid at the party.]