[ the warmth is something he actively appreciates, given how cool his own body tends to be. it seeps into his skin, down to his bones in a way that he's never before experienced. it would be too tempting to moan, but he withholds the noise, focusing on massaging the lotion into kyle's back. ]
Makes sense. As for me... I just wanted something to make sure I never forget Bianca. I mean, I don't think I ever would, but just... a tribute to her seems appropriate.
[ upon hearing that groan, nico's hands stutter to a stop and he's grateful kyle can't see him, because he's slowly turning red. clearing his throat and nodding (though kyle can't see that either), he begins kneading the lotion into the outer edges of the tattoo, slowly working his way in. ]
Yeah. I hope so. Bianca was... She was my only family for a long time.
[ from his vantage point, he can see the shift and way kyle tries to hear him better, but shifts his own gaze down to the expanse of skin below him. his fingers begin kneading the skin at the center of the tattoo, taking care to not let the scabs peel off, thus removing the ink. ]
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Makes sense. As for me... I just wanted something to make sure I never forget Bianca. I mean, I don't think I ever would, but just... a tribute to her seems appropriate.
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That's sweet of you. I'm sure she would be happy...
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Yeah. I hope so. Bianca was... She was my only family for a long time.
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[ He turns his head to the side to listen to Nico better. ]
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Older. She was Percy's age.
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I always wanted brother or sister myself... Then there was always someone to have your back, you know?