George ran his thumb along the back of Edward's hand as he led him through the corridors again. He glanced at him, wondering if he should be doing this at all. There was something very... innocent about him. But he'd seemed so sure he couldn't, ashamed, almost and George hated to see that. He could show him that it was perfectly all right to feel that way. He felt he had to show him how good it could be.
He found an empty bedroom, and led the other man inside. "Mmm, much better," he said, pulling the man close again.