Damn it, how will I ever get out of this labyrinth?

[plaguedrat]

He's found a kind of happiness here; Rat doesn't take it for granted. People are...better here than in the West District or No. 6. He's seen them be kind in ways he's never expected. He knows this isn't necessarily an evil or bad place.

But it's still a city that stole him against his will with no way out. It's not something that sits comfortably with him, the restriction, the not knowing. He worries he'll forget that--too caught up in the distractions and pleasures of the city--and give up on himself. It's what drove him to the library today, bringing home books on Darrow's history and cartography. There's got to be something in here that will answer his questions.

If not...who knows.

So he sits on his couch, the books spread open across the coffee table.

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[silenttrainbaby]

Dark eyes meet dark eyes, and Grey lets Rat watch just as he watches. Their hands tighten and move together and it's only a moment or two before he chokes out a sound, feels that pleasure rush through and over him.

[plaguedrat]

Rat leans up and kisses Grey, swallowing up that sound. The change in angle does it, lets him spill over too.

[silenttrainbaby]

A kiss, then, to seal the deal. That and the water's starting to cool.

Grey turns the water off after they're rinsed, then he reaches for a towel.

[plaguedrat]

Rat steps out, grabs another towel too. He pauses for another kiss, all of his previous concerns and studies falling by the waysid for now.