[He does have a chance. Vergilius has opened up to him, despite everything screaming at him not to. That voice he heard so long ago, who offered self-love and transformation, what did she know about anything?]
[How very funny. If that voice came in the form of Malkuth, of Silco, would he have been so quick to deny them?]
[Silco seems surprised. He's surprised by such surprise, but it says something - Silco is only human, after all. And he can't help but feel a swell of misplaced warmth at that. Silco is only human. He too, has fallen into this pit with him.]
[He kisses him on the top of his head, before he shudders, another low noise at the back of his throat rumbling through his skin. Vergilius's hips start to move against him, before one hand moves between them to unlock his belt, unzip himself, before shifting around to try to do the same for the man underneath him.]
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[How very funny. If that voice came in the form of Malkuth, of Silco, would he have been so quick to deny them?]
[Silco seems surprised. He's surprised by such surprise, but it says something - Silco is only human, after all. And he can't help but feel a swell of misplaced warmth at that. Silco is only human. He too, has fallen into this pit with him.]
[He kisses him on the top of his head, before he shudders, another low noise at the back of his throat rumbling through his skin. Vergilius's hips start to move against him, before one hand moves between them to unlock his belt, unzip himself, before shifting around to try to do the same for the man underneath him.]
You're...you're good...