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Levi was not at all oblivious to the situation happening just north of his hands. Levi wasn't the type to go looking for sex, and obviously didn't advertise how long it had been, how much he liked it. He didn't really chase anything for himself, even something so primitively natural to ones being. He notices that Squire is looking away, but why? Out of embarrassment? Levi is wondering if he's the cause, though he doesn't find himself particularly alluring, not enough to cause that sort of reaction in this man, this poor abused man.

He knows nothing of the newest curse, the way that it played with their minds, their Ids, their primitive psyches. He didn't think it was a good idea to get his blood racing, that it might cause him to start bleeding through the stitches. But what if that fourth curse were to get him now... what if it were to completely removed Levi from his element? He was naked, and attracted to him apparently, and Levi had not been... wanted since he arrived here...

When the other began to apologize, Levi felt even more uncertain of what he should do. He swallowed a little and, since he didn't immediately pull away, it was fairly obvious that he was gay as well, and obviously didn't mind the attraction.

"N-no, it's alright... don't apologize... It doesn't bother me a-as it might... others..." he explained. That was his way of saying that he wasn't homophobic, and judging by the faint blushing of blue in his pale cheeks, he was probably gay, if Squire hadn't already figured that out. When he finished tending to his wounds, he wasn't sure where to look, because in the process of looking up to his eyes he would probably just get caught somewhere in between. He listened, and nodded, his hands pausing as he mentioned hideous scars, his wings twitching a bit. He looked at the calf muscle and, for some bizarre reason, let his hand brush over the muscle softly, over the incomplete artwork.

"Perhaps there is someone in shaman who might finish it.." he said softly. Something felt off... Something was wrong with him. He was feeling... the desire to keep his hands on him... But that wasn't like Levi... Not like him at all. He didn't even realize that the blue blush had spread to his own ears, looking up at him slowly, his wings still shielding his problem from the rest of the room.

But he couldn't, he wouldn't let it come to that. He would fight the fourth curse with every fiber of his being, his sanity, because that's just Levi... He couldn't let himself become lost to it... He had to protect squire, from himself... And he couldn't allow himself to betray his new companion, or his trust. He couldn't be the tainted savior... He wouldn't be able to forgive himself for letting himself loose control... in his poor abused mind, it wasn't okay for him to enjoy himself...


[527 words]

170 points - Level III
Familiar - Xerxes / Snow Leopard / Male
body/ roughly 8.5 ft from head to tail
weight/ ~120 lbs

White dragon wings with a light blue shine to them covered in tiny feathers
Crystallization
Illusionism



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