[Ed's quieting, calming, and Oswald can't help regarding him fondly. It's a world of touch Ed deserves, not just as his partner but as someone who has apparently gone without for this long, and he's happy to have a part in it. Happy to displace dark, bleak memories with something better, at least for a while.]
You really do have pretty hands... [Graceful and deadly, wrapped around someone's neck. In a strange way, half their beauty lies in their capacity for violence, and as he lifts Ed's to place a tender kiss over one knuckle, an equally strange twinge of lust snaps through him, defiant; one that no man harmed by those very same hands should ever feel.]
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You really do have pretty hands... [Graceful and deadly, wrapped around someone's neck. In a strange way, half their beauty lies in their capacity for violence, and as he lifts Ed's to place a tender kiss over one knuckle, an equally strange twinge of lust snaps through him, defiant; one that no man harmed by those very same hands should ever feel.]