[How can one man be so completely impossible? Set hammers on Liem's door as he always does, demands his company and tells him to change his clothes without a second thought, and through it all wields intimacy like a weapon, denying Liem's doubts even the slightest purchase. He allows him no room to ponder why the god is here to sweep him off to the theatre, or to question that Set would remain so steadfast a companion even as Zenith maintains its grip on Liem's shard. Each time he comes close to wondering about these things, the brazen immediacy of the chaos god loose in his home slaps him full across the face.
Or clasps him in a one-armed embrace only to prowl off and start trying doors, as the case may be.]
When did I say you could watch?
[Dear gods, his back is still just as bare as ever — perhaps more, even, bare as it is of the heavy necklace that often rests upon Set's shoulders. Liem has an excellent view of the strange new marks upon it as he pursues his guest through the hall, catching up with him next to the stairs that lead to the uppermost level. That way lies Liem's bedroom and his study; despite the presence of a guest bedroom in one corner of the level, he has never yet had cause to bring anyone up there.
He cannot help but think now of what it would be like to let the other man watch him dress; something he had previously managed to avoid considering. It strikes him also that Set looks suspiciously tarted up for a friendly jaunt to a performance in the Below. Then:]
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Or clasps him in a one-armed embrace only to prowl off and start trying doors, as the case may be.]
When did I say you could watch?
[Dear gods, his back is still just as bare as ever — perhaps more, even, bare as it is of the heavy necklace that often rests upon Set's shoulders. Liem has an excellent view of the strange new marks upon it as he pursues his guest through the hall, catching up with him next to the stairs that lead to the uppermost level. That way lies Liem's bedroom and his study; despite the presence of a guest bedroom in one corner of the level, he has never yet had cause to bring anyone up there.
He cannot help but think now of what it would be like to let the other man watch him dress; something he had previously managed to avoid considering. It strikes him also that Set looks suspiciously tarted up for a friendly jaunt to a performance in the Below. Then:]
You had that ensemble put together just for this?