A medical emergency

[fadingworld]

A deep navy cloak hides his features and the more ornate tunic the courtesan usually wears to greet his clients. Mal hunches his shoulders and slides through the crowds hoping to avoid notice. He keeps his head down until he reaches the home of the doctor and wraps smartly on the door. "Open up," he calls in a voice that expects to be listened to.

How much time did he have? He could not have a client bleeding out. Not this one. Not one who had come to him for help, to be treated privately.

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[mandragoraspiritus]

"Then that is good." There was still enjoyment, after all. As long as it didn't start to feel like a requirement for Mal, then it was all good.

[fadingworld]

Mal only hopes this will not become a point of contention in their relationship as it grows. "If it does bother you, please do let me know."

[mandragoraspiritus]

Might it turn out that they are not compatible? Perhaps. They won't know until they have tried, and in trying they will need to be open about their own needs.

"I do not wish to only receive," Regis says truthfully. "I wish to be an active participant in the intimacy between us. But I do hope and think that we will find enough common ground that will work for us."

[fadingworld]

"There are more ways to give pleasure than just asking the other person to lie back," Mal murmurs. So much more, giving was about facilitating desires, being open and available. They both perhaps had something to learn.

[mandragoraspiritus]

"I know. I worded myself poorly, I apologize. The point I wish to make is that I too have a need to give. I need to know that you are enjoying our intimate moments as much as I am. However, the form that enjoyment may take - physical or emotional - is less important than the fact that it is there."

[fadingworld]

Ma'ls expression clears a little, "I can promise it will always be there emotionally."