[ Credence has been asleep, he notes, and it's impressive when his boy uncurls and wraps around him like the world's most affectionate limpet. They've made plenty of progress with Credence, he and Newt both -- to be honest, they've probably progressed together, what with Newt gradually opening up as well, but Credence, the centre of it all, shows the most change.
They protect him the best they can, their Obscurial, and he smiles when he senses Credence tipping his head up. It's the easiest thing in the world to do to lose himself in his boy's embrace, to untether himself from the rigors of the day and settle in for the night. Newt will come along soon, he thinks; of late, the man doesn't tend to stray too long from the both of them.
Credence is learning to make requests, to ask things of both of them without fear of punishment or reprisal, and it's something Graves carefully cultivates, correcting when it's out of line. He wraps his arms around him with a quiet sigh, pressing a soft, lazy kiss against his mouth. ]
I'm here now. [ He murmurs between slow, searching kisses, light fingers coming up to trace soothing patterns over his spine. ] Did I wake you?
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They protect him the best they can, their Obscurial, and he smiles when he senses Credence tipping his head up. It's the easiest thing in the world to do to lose himself in his boy's embrace, to untether himself from the rigors of the day and settle in for the night. Newt will come along soon, he thinks; of late, the man doesn't tend to stray too long from the both of them.
Credence is learning to make requests, to ask things of both of them without fear of punishment or reprisal, and it's something Graves carefully cultivates, correcting when it's out of line. He wraps his arms around him with a quiet sigh, pressing a soft, lazy kiss against his mouth. ]
I'm here now. [ He murmurs between slow, searching kisses, light fingers coming up to trace soothing patterns over his spine. ] Did I wake you?