[ he wants to rail against her treatment of him so hard. so… soft. gentle. it feels too good, and it shouldn't. he keeps trying to remind himself that this is the person who tortured him, that mate or not, he's a prisoner here, but it's all too easy to shove the thoughts away. unimportant details. he takes his hand back. ]
You shouldn't have to.
[ the words bubble to the surface and burst out of him, frustrated. he knows its stupid. an overreaction. being self-conscious about his designation being known — with reason, apparently, considering hux. letting himself be taken care of, protected, was still a foreign idea, even if the omega part of him was being swept away in the riptide of it. ]
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You shouldn't have to.
[ the words bubble to the surface and burst out of him, frustrated. he knows its stupid. an overreaction. being self-conscious about his designation being known — with reason, apparently, considering hux. letting himself be taken care of, protected, was still a foreign idea, even if the omega part of him was being swept away in the riptide of it. ]