[ Jesper is an excellent liar, he's just not good at it right now. He's too sick at the moment. Not sick in the way physically most people get, but sick in the way you can't stop doing something you know is bad for you. Inej once told him there are a lot of ways of being sick, when he argued that not using his Grisha powers didn't make him sickly and thin. It hit him in a different way, but it was the same problem. Now he's used his powers but it didn't fix him. It's painful to know that.
Or it will be, when he stops being so deliriously caught in the grasp of something bitter than him.
Jesper hears the coins like they were next to his head. He shivers both from that and the desire that comes from it (just one hand, just one hand), but also from the heavy handling by Sylvain. He focuses on the man, on the soft lines of his face, his brown eyes, the tousled red hair. ]
I need it. [ He whispers, he can feel it under his skin. ] Please, Sylvain.
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Or it will be, when he stops being so deliriously caught in the grasp of something bitter than him.
Jesper hears the coins like they were next to his head. He shivers both from that and the desire that comes from it (just one hand, just one hand), but also from the heavy handling by Sylvain. He focuses on the man, on the soft lines of his face, his brown eyes, the tousled red hair. ]
I need it. [ He whispers, he can feel it under his skin. ] Please, Sylvain.