[ Reading the message, Matt's hit by unexpected emotion. A tide of tenderness, almost nostalgia. For no reason he can put a clear name to, he remembers the two of them lying in the grass, sated and thrilled with new intimacy.
You've given me a path back to myself. ]
Trust like that is even more precious than pearls.
I don't take it for granted. I'd take care of you.
[Oh... The little heart is...cute. Not for the first time, he wonders how to quantify what Matt is to him. He supposes "my friend who I enjoy kissing and tumbling" doesn't quite measure it. Does it matter? What he calls it doesn't alter what it is.]
Good, I'll keep that in mind should I ever feel inclined to buy you jewelry.
[LOL, but seriously—]
I know you will. I don't take that for granted either.
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I would trust you to tie me up.
[The next part of the message he types and deletes and retypes a few times.]
There aren't many in whose hands I can put myself like that. But I trust you.
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You've given me a path back to myself. ]
Trust like that is even more precious than pearls.
I don't take it for granted. I'd take care of you.
💘
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Good, I'll keep that in mind should I ever feel inclined to buy you jewelry.
[LOL, but seriously—]
I know you will. I don't take that for granted either.
💖