[ the exposed line of william's neck when his head goes back, the hitch in his breath-- those catch thomas's attention far more than the shrapnel scars or lack of limb and it takes thomas a moment to drag his gaze away, to return to the task at hand.
which is really only getting into the shower. he's performed far more difficult and less pleasant tasks in his life. and once he's resumed control of his limbs, that's what he does in short order, reaching one hand out to william's waist less to steady himself as for the sheer joy of touching.
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which is really only getting into the shower. he's performed far more difficult and less pleasant tasks in his life. and once he's resumed control of his limbs, that's what he does in short order, reaching one hand out to william's waist less to steady himself as for the sheer joy of touching.
voice a little rough: ] How does it feel?