[Gaps and leaping assumptions are simply how his mind has learned to work. So, naturally, he'd assumed Stiles expected the same from him that he provided. An equal exchange. He is still only beginning to learn that intimacy is a more complicated web, without clear lines, woven around two individuals.
Itachi's arousal has flagged in the minutes of meditative thought that have followed, and now he sinks down to crouch on the floor, head propped against the wall.]
Save it for the next time we meet. You said it would improve the experience, this sort of exercise. I will allow you to take care of me then.
[ Stiles honestly can’t say what he likes hearing more in that moment – “…the next time we meet,” or “I will allow you to take care of me then.” Both have their own appeal for different reasons. This is a text he’ll be returning to again and again, just to savor the words. For now, though – ]
Deal.
I’m going to clean up. Talk to you later, Itachi.
[ And then, almost a full two minutes after the last message: ]
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[Gaps and leaping assumptions are simply how his mind has learned to work. So, naturally, he'd assumed Stiles expected the same from him that he provided. An equal exchange. He is still only beginning to learn that intimacy is a more complicated web, without clear lines, woven around two individuals.
Itachi's arousal has flagged in the minutes of meditative thought that have followed, and now he sinks down to crouch on the floor, head propped against the wall.]
Save it for the next time we meet. You said it would improve the experience, this sort of exercise. I will allow you to take care of me then.
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Deal.
I’m going to clean up. Talk to you later, Itachi.
[ And then, almost a full two minutes after the last message: ]
Thanks for trying something new with me.
[ Time to wash dried come off his stomach. ]