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🪐 — EDWARD TEACH​.

mind usually full of warring thoughts quieted,   edward is nothing but pliant under stede’s touch.  stede is all around him  —  his chest pressed to his back,  his voice so close to his ear it brings a shiver running all along his spine.  edward shifts,  angling his body and turning his head so he can press his face against stede’s neck.  and god,  he has never felt safer than he does right now,  with arms holding him close and reassuring words making it through the fog in his mind.  it’s a little overwhelming,  but not in a way that makes him want to move away from where he is.  still,  his eyes sting with the sudden press of tears and a soft sniffle gives him away. 

❛  i’m alright,  love.  ❜   he is quick to soothe any worry that might rise,  gently pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw.   ❛  you’re just so damn good to me,  is all.  ❜   it’s going to take a while before it stops startling him,  this tenderness stede wraps around him like a safety net,  but they have all the time in the world to unravel decades of awful convictions.  one day at a time,  step by step. 

       NEITHER OF THEM ARE YET USED TO THIS,  the stolen scraps of affection they had been able to scrounge from the world before paling in comparison to what blooms between them now.  &  stede had read countless romances in his life, plays  &  sonnets  &  epic tales of heroes  &  fair maidens  &  love that conquered all. but none of the stories had prepared him for what it would feel like when he found it for himself  —  as if before meeting edward he had been caught in some lifeless dream state  &  only now been cast into the light.                                                  he lets edward maneuver into a more comfortable position, lets his face turn to bury itself in the arch of his throat. concern does come for a moment when stede hears the soft signs of weeping, but the words that follow reassure him that there is nothing wrong. ❝ oh my sweet, you deserve to be touched gently, with kindness. you deserve to be treated with love. ❞  the words come softly, his arms curling tighter still as he speaks.  ❝ i am only grateful that i should be the lucky man who gets to do so. ❞  his head drops a few degrees, stede mirroring the small kiss ed had left against his throat with an identical one pressed to his forehead. ❝ it is a great privilege to love you, edward. ❞