[It was a terrifying thought, unfounded really- Varian has never actually hurt anyone as a wolf. Largely because as soon as it happened he got himself the hell out of dodge to never let it become a problem. He didn't have any control of himself during the full moon- what if someone was hurt? He can't risk it.
But hypocritical as he can be, he never thought the same for Jun. He would never brand Jun as a weapon or a monster or anything of the sort. Never in a million years would he do that.
...It's just a little harder extending that same kindness to himself.
Jun transforms and Varian watches, wide-eyed, taking in every part of him. He scoots a little closer, clawed hands tracing the edge of one of those ears, just brushing the fur with a feather-light touch. At the question, he leans in to press a kiss at the curve of Jun's jaw, just under one of those ears, murmuring softly over his skin.]
Like you could ever be anything but completely beautiful.
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But hypocritical as he can be, he never thought the same for Jun. He would never brand Jun as a weapon or a monster or anything of the sort. Never in a million years would he do that.
...It's just a little harder extending that same kindness to himself.
Jun transforms and Varian watches, wide-eyed, taking in every part of him. He scoots a little closer, clawed hands tracing the edge of one of those ears, just brushing the fur with a feather-light touch. At the question, he leans in to press a kiss at the curve of Jun's jaw, just under one of those ears, murmuring softly over his skin.]
Like you could ever be anything but completely beautiful.