[The fingers make his back arch slightly, but not from pain, something more akin to probably fondling the base of Lucien's tail. Without the brace, none of the skin is irritated anymore.
The screws nestled along his spine are warm from his skin; the bottom is the largest sitting in line with his hips, chipped still where the hammer had cracked it, and as Lucien ascends, each one grows smaller and smaller until they stop near the middle of his back.
Viktor's fingers return the favor idly, feeling the softer hair at the nape of Lucien's neck and the raised nick of scars below along the skin once Lucien has situated better.]
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The screws nestled along his spine are warm from his skin; the bottom is the largest sitting in line with his hips, chipped still where the hammer had cracked it, and as Lucien ascends, each one grows smaller and smaller until they stop near the middle of his back.
Viktor's fingers return the favor idly, feeling the softer hair at the nape of Lucien's neck and the raised nick of scars below along the skin once Lucien has situated better.]
Goodnight, Lu...