[With Knives, everything affectionate is little more than a threat for what will come after, and Legato finds himself leaning into it. He never lets himself believe that soft gestures are anything other than that, but he'll gladly take the pain.
He hardly notices when he tilts his head against the fingers in his hair, focusing on being compliant and obedient, reveling in Knives doing whatever he wants with him.]
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He hardly notices when he tilts his head against the fingers in his hair, focusing on being compliant and obedient, reveling in Knives doing whatever he wants with him.]