[ And Rafe settles easily enough under the warm weight of him (and, though he'll never admit it, on the amalgamated cushions and sundry beneath them both). His hands land light and casual on Fenris's knees, only resting without any demands. Then, since he's not sure Fenris will follow right away, he makes sure to point it out. ]
This way, you're the one in control. I can still grab, sure, but you've got the leverage and you're the one setting the pace.
cw: body dysmorphia/horror, implications of past sexual/physical abuse, past slavery, ptsd
[ And Rafe settles easily enough under the warm weight of him (and, though he'll never admit it, on the amalgamated cushions and sundry beneath them both). His hands land light and casual on Fenris's knees, only resting without any demands. Then, since he's not sure Fenris will follow right away, he makes sure to point it out. ]
This way, you're the one in control. I can still grab, sure, but you've got the leverage and you're the one setting the pace.