Re: [Lake: Misha/Damian.]
Misha didn't reckon Damian felt he needed to be loved, but he was real sure Damian deserved it. It wasn't even an earned thing, not to Misha's thinking, but something that was meant to be a given 'tween children and their parents, children and kin. He knew Damian had lacked this small, and he knew his family wasn't real good at giving it now, older. Once, he would've tried to reason out all the reasons Damian's kin were too damaged to be able to be there for the other boy, but now he was just tired of Damian hurting, and no reason was good 'nough no more.
He held onto the boy, and he kept it real chaste. Kiss to his Damian's eye, and the other boy sighed and opened green eyes. He took the kiss, and real willing, even if he kept it something open and giving, 'stead of taking in any sexual way. He smiled on down at his shoulder when Damian plucked at the suspender. "I reckoned it was the pants you would've liked," he said, teasing. The leggings, they had a cup built in, but it was plenty soft and only meant for hiding, not for protecting.
He pulled back some, and he tugged on Damian's fingers. "Want to sit?" he asked, nodding back toward the edge of the dock, knowing how Damian liked being near the water.