Asher reaches out, tugging gently on Nat's beltloops, with the intention of pulling Nathaniel into his lap.
"I am proud of you," Asher insists, "and you are. You are beautiful, and good." He reaches up, gently brushing Nathaniel's hair back from his face.
"I have done far worse things, mon chat. Things that I can never forgive myself for. Using you, if that is what you feel I have done, would be one of those things." His voice is soft, sadness thickening his words, dripping like rain. "I am so sorry, Nathaniel."
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:22 am (UTC)"I am proud of you," Asher insists, "and you are. You are beautiful, and good." He reaches up, gently brushing Nathaniel's hair back from his face.
"I have done far worse things, mon chat. Things that I can never forgive myself for. Using you, if that is what you feel I have done, would be one of those things." His voice is soft, sadness thickening his words, dripping like rain. "I am so sorry, Nathaniel."