Aug 31, 2017
@solitcry continued from [ here ]
Francis swallows the tastes and sounds of his orderly. His. The only person in these confines who cares for him. -- The only person within prison and without who has EVER. And Francis brings fingertips up to nearly interrupt the kiss, tracing lips that also slip and slide over fricative sounds and halt over the odd plosive. Matthew’s speech impediment doesn’t seem to stop him, doesn’t cause him to labour over every word the way Francis does, and Francis listens longingly, always, never recognizing the lisp as a farce.
