( About fifteen minutes later, Ivan comes and kneels down with a tray of warm rice, a pan-fried egg… Some vegetables… )
Here, Till. A balanced meal for you. Don’t eat too fast.
( He grins. )
Want me to feed you? I’ll feed you.
Yes.
( A simple response, followed by Ivan reluctantly prying himself away from Till… But not after just one more tight hug… )
I’ll go get you something to eat. Sit here while I do. Don’t lift a finger.
We should get you something to eat.
( Pushing tightly up against him, smothering him. Obsessively rubbing and squeezing his body. So warm and soft. )
Fill your precious stomach with a good meal…
I just can’t help myself.
( Speaking calmly as he resists being pushed away, tugging at the back of Till’s shirt. )
So handsome… Don’t push me away, yet…
Because now I can manifest it. I’ll murder one of them in cold blood just to see you smile, Till.
( Kissing the shell of his ear. )
Would it make you like me, Till? If I gave that to you? A flayed one of them…
Mmmn. I’ll keep that in mind, then.
( Hand running up his back to rub the space between his shoulder blades, Ivan puffs hot breath into Till’s ear. )
Oh Till is so cute. So cute. Till is so cute, so cute.
( just letting him do it. toying with a stray piece of thread on his shirt, not really paying attention to the conversations. )
them.
( the segyeins. )
Is there anybody you hate so much that you’d like to see them die?
( He asks with an eerie smile, wrapping his arms around Till’s head and leaning in. Sniffing him. )
Ah, Till… You have such a nice smell to you. Like fresh linen.
…
i don’t know what that means.
( shuffled in front of him. wide. he hadn’t noticed just how much wider ivan was than him, and how broad his shoulders were. )