Is it flattery if it's honesty? I've no control over the stark truth.
[ Shrugging while Billy lathes lower, the thin silver scars from this or that blade over the past year catch the light in the shower; flesh wounds, nothing more, and not many. Almost falling off Avengers Tower hasn't been the only fuck up he had to take as a learning experience in the service of the All-Mother. ]
There's no real filter to it. The waves of honesty are like a storm that I can't harness, I can only skirt them ... and you are beautiful, Billy. The thought came to me and wouldn't be dissuaded, so it spilled out.
[ He still wears a fine blush, long lashes lowered as he takes a sponge off a hook and lathers it up in turn, coasting it down Kaplan's back. ]
no subject
[ Shrugging while Billy lathes lower, the thin silver scars from this or that blade over the past year catch the light in the shower; flesh wounds, nothing more, and not many. Almost falling off Avengers Tower hasn't been the only fuck up he had to take as a learning experience in the service of the All-Mother. ]
There's no real filter to it. The waves of honesty are like a storm that I can't harness, I can only skirt them ... and you are beautiful, Billy. The thought came to me and wouldn't be dissuaded, so it spilled out.
[ He still wears a fine blush, long lashes lowered as he takes a sponge off a hook and lathers it up in turn, coasting it down Kaplan's back. ]
At least it was something nice.