It's plenty strange; nobody's helped him wash since he was a very small child, so letting someone else do this is...kind of uncomfortable, but kind of not. After all, they're already connected in a way that's way more intimate than this, right? What's washing someone's back when you dwell in their soul?
Plus, if he's honest, it also feels kind of good. Sorey thrives off of physical affection, and since leaving behind his friends in the Abbey for his mission, he's been suffering a little from the lack of it. Not that it's noticeable or distracting, but just...he's missed it. Maybe he was even a little lonely without it. So as Vahvuus's fingers light across his back, as his palms dig in Sorey relaxes and lets his head dip forward a little.
He turns his head to see just beneath the edge of Vahvuus's mask, and- wait a minute, is that his mouth? Does he have a face under there? Unable to stop himself in his curiosity, Sorey reaches up with a couple fingers to hook them under the lip of the mask, intent on pulling it up just a little to get a closer look...
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Date: 2017-08-16 05:55 am (UTC)Plus, if he's honest, it also feels kind of good. Sorey thrives off of physical affection, and since leaving behind his friends in the Abbey for his mission, he's been suffering a little from the lack of it. Not that it's noticeable or distracting, but just...he's missed it. Maybe he was even a little lonely without it. So as Vahvuus's fingers light across his back, as his palms dig in Sorey relaxes and lets his head dip forward a little.
He turns his head to see just beneath the edge of Vahvuus's mask, and- wait a minute, is that his mouth? Does he have a face under there? Unable to stop himself in his curiosity, Sorey reaches up with a couple fingers to hook them under the lip of the mask, intent on pulling it up just a little to get a closer look...