[ His voice is low and soothing as he brings Wriothesley‘s forehead to his shoulder, gripping him by the back of the neck and giving him a moment to come back to himself.
He didn’t know if that was meant to happen, or if it was some weird magic trick this place had played on them, but either way, he didn’t want the high to turn to a crash and he soothed a hand against Wriothesley‘s spine as he just held him against him. ]
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[ His voice is low and soothing as he brings Wriothesley‘s forehead to his shoulder, gripping him by the back of the neck and giving him a moment to come back to himself.
He didn’t know if that was meant to happen, or if it was some weird magic trick this place had played on them, but either way, he didn’t want the high to turn to a crash and he soothed a hand against Wriothesley‘s spine as he just held him against him. ]
Take a breath, Wriothesley. You’re okay.