"Of course, A-Yu. You deserve soft things and to know that you are valued and important." his fingers move gently through his hair and over his shoulders and finally to rest on his waist. His lips moved down to kiss his temples, soft as a butterfly.

He would have had to admit that he was made of jade to say that this did not effect him in any way. It did. There was a low shameful heat deep in his belly, and he was painfully hard. Was this all it took? Someone who looked at him as a person who should be clean and admirable and not the disgusting filth he was. Especially with what he was considering.

His breath came out in small hot huffs, his voice low. A forefinger tilted his younger brother's chin up with a finger and he kissed his soft lips. He may very well be what they all said about him, but he could seek a moment of comfort in the hell they both lived in.