reshaepocan reblogged
His eyes hadn’t left the Viera since he’d stumbled upon him, the staggered intake of breaths and chesty gargling keeping the Miqo’te mindful of the rise and fall of the man’s chest; trying to spy any tell tale signs of his condition potentially worsening. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale- Mika’s mind fell quiet for a moment, Reinar’s breathing having finally fallen into a steady enough rhythm to allow them both a moment of respite. His knees bumped the wooden slats of the bed and it was only then he realised how close he’d stepped to the sleeping Viera, as if almost mesmerised by the gentle movement of his body. Surely it wouldn’t hurt to rest a moment as well - before the thought had even finished forming in Mika’s mind he found himself carefully slumping down onto the bed, curling his legs into a position as to not disturb the other. Regardless of Mika’s caution the Viera stirred ever so slightly in his sleep, enough to shift himself and roll to face the sitting Miqo’te. Inhale. Mika held his breath. But nothing more came from the man. Or so Mika thought until sluggish hands wriggled and shimmied their way onto the plentiful fabric of his pant leg, fingers curling tightly to settle entangled in the trousers. Exhale. Stillness again. Not enough to wake him it seemed–
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