[It certainly wasn't just Crow that Rean had in mind when he said that. As far as Rean was concerned, his own future was a huge blank. Nothing he could really offer to anyone.]
...it's not like I haven't thought about it. I did... even before things ended up this way. But I never did come up with an answer.
[Because even if he put aside his problems-- which was hard enough to do on it's own. He couldn't really stop thinking about other people's problems either. He tugs at the bond-- but it holds tight.]
[ Oh, Crow knows what Rean thinks in that regard. Or at least he thinks he does. Either way, he's never considered himself remotely in the running to begin with. And that suits him just fine. But Rean.... it's a damned tragedy to Crow that he can't see a future for himself, that he couldn't even try to even before the end. Rean had so much to still live for. ]
Perfect.
[ Satisfied with his own work, Crow proceeds to straddle Rean while he's chained to the bed. There's nothing overtly sexual about it-- yet-- it just makes it easier as he brushes his hair aside to offer his neck up to Rean. ]
But I get it. And I won't keep asking you about could-have-beens. Let's just think about the present for now... namely, getting my starving vampire pal some dinner.
[ His neck is warm, inviting, and right within biting range. ]
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...it's not like I haven't thought about it. I did... even before things ended up this way. But I never did come up with an answer.
[Because even if he put aside his problems-- which was hard enough to do on it's own. He couldn't really stop thinking about other people's problems either. He tugs at the bond-- but it holds tight.]
That should be good.
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Perfect.
[ Satisfied with his own work, Crow proceeds to straddle Rean while he's chained to the bed. There's nothing overtly sexual about it-- yet-- it just makes it easier as he brushes his hair aside to offer his neck up to Rean. ]
But I get it. And I won't keep asking you about could-have-beens. Let's just think about the present for now... namely, getting my starving vampire pal some dinner.
[ His neck is warm, inviting, and right within biting range. ]