Everything for Hex, when it came to sex at least, revolved around
permission and consent. He couldn't think of anything more vile that
breaking someone's trust by doing anything without permission or consent.
"It's just...me. Just a mortal thing, I reckon," he said, not really
wanting to talk about Winter's suffering, nor his own hangups. He was
horrified at the very thought that Winter had been a slave. And a slave
like...well, not the sort of slaves he knew about.
Winter made a soft cooing sound, wriggling his way closer to Hex again and
settling in.
"Mortals are so odd," he said again, yawning loudly and searching for the
covers. "We should sleep, Hex. Let's not invite nightmares by speaking of
the past."
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Everything for Hex, when it came to sex at least, revolved around permission and consent. He couldn't think of anything more vile that breaking someone's trust by doing anything without permission or consent.
"It's just...me. Just a mortal thing, I reckon," he said, not really wanting to talk about Winter's suffering, nor his own hangups. He was horrified at the very thought that Winter had been a slave. And a slave like...well, not the sort of slaves he knew about.
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Winter made a soft cooing sound, wriggling his way closer to Hex again and settling in.
"Mortals are so odd," he said again, yawning loudly and searching for the covers. "We should sleep, Hex. Let's not invite nightmares by speaking of the past."
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"That's a good idea, love," he replied softly, delicately putting his strong arms around the small pixie and he held on lightly. "Sleep well."