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Geralt z Rivii ([personal profile] gynvael) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-03-23 08:11 am (UTC)

[ Geralt waits, patient. Would it be simpler had John taken him upstairs without question? Possibly, but he imagines whatever has John fretful will not easily leave him. May as well get it off his chest now.

Besides. He can understand, when John says as I am. He supposes men will always look for monsters in their neighbours. It doesn't matter what they find troublesome—pointed ears or who you might fuck. Arbitrary lines. But even if the latter were to be a point of contention where he's from, Geralt remains far removed from that sort of horseshit. He's a Witcher. His entire existence is an aberration to the world. Nothing he does or doesn't do will change that.

His expression softens. John is so fucking earnest, it sometimes feels as though he's stumbled upon a particularly rare bird. Hard not to want to see it again.

Hard not to want to coax it into landing. ]


John. It's all right. I promise. [ He takes a step forward, too. In case there are any lingering doubts, he leans down and kisses him again. As he intended when he arrived. ] Now, do tell me you've a bed somewhere. I have a shit back these days.

[ He's partly teasing, but also. It's not wholly false. ]

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