"Oh wow, Ben, all this time together and I only find out now you're a voyeur?"
Klaus says it with a smirk and no small amount of sarcasm, teasing, with no real venom. Ben is solid and real and corporeal and there's a tentacle wrapped around his shoulders and giving him a neck massage and it's all so surreal. Beyond surreal. Ben had his fingers in Klaus' hair, and now he's hugging him, and smiling at him.
For a few minutes, he just sits there, squatted on the floor of the bathroom between his brother's knees, catching his breath, muscles trembling from exertion, overly warm while Ben's skin is still cool except where it touches Klaus. Then he starts moving to stand, carefully does his best to untangle from the tentacle that's wrapped around him, and manages to get to the tub. He doesn't set it too hot, not wanting to overwhelm Ben, but enough to bring his temperature up, hopefully enough to stave off the shock.
Then he's back over to Ben, carefully bunching up the sweater again and pulling it off over his brother's head, leaving him sitting there naked. For a moment, he considers, then tosses the sweater into the corner, and crouches in front of Ben again. Carefully, he brings his hands up and brushes his fingers against Ben's sides, reassuring him that he's solid and present with the touch.
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Date: 2019-05-05 04:53 pm (UTC)Klaus says it with a smirk and no small amount of sarcasm, teasing, with no real venom. Ben is solid and real and corporeal and there's a tentacle wrapped around his shoulders and giving him a neck massage and it's all so surreal. Beyond surreal. Ben had his fingers in Klaus' hair, and now he's hugging him, and smiling at him.
For a few minutes, he just sits there, squatted on the floor of the bathroom between his brother's knees, catching his breath, muscles trembling from exertion, overly warm while Ben's skin is still cool except where it touches Klaus. Then he starts moving to stand, carefully does his best to untangle from the tentacle that's wrapped around him, and manages to get to the tub. He doesn't set it too hot, not wanting to overwhelm Ben, but enough to bring his temperature up, hopefully enough to stave off the shock.
Then he's back over to Ben, carefully bunching up the sweater again and pulling it off over his brother's head, leaving him sitting there naked. For a moment, he considers, then tosses the sweater into the corner, and crouches in front of Ben again. Carefully, he brings his hands up and brushes his fingers against Ben's sides, reassuring him that he's solid and present with the touch.
"How you doing, Benny?"