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Each night, Sebastian washed those small, soft hands, untouched by the hard labors of the world, unblemished by callus or blister. The only mark to be found was the delicate indented patch of skin along the boy’s middle finger where he pressed his pen tightly. As the demon bathed the boy, he would watch those fingers get pruny in the bathwater, imagining Elizabeth’s touch melting from the boy’s skin, leaving him fresh and clean to be tainted by Sebastian’s touch alone.
When he was finished, every inch thoroughly cared for, he would bow his head, holding the boy’s hands as though they were delicate, dried flowers, and press a kiss to the back of each palm. A fluttering of lashes, and he would meet the boy’s gaze. Steady, and yet shy, the boy would hold it as long as he could before turning his head, murmuring something about the demon’s insolence.
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- Part 7 of Fujanuary 2026