Eapv2
Lyn had seen him at his most weak, and his most strong, two extremes he would not let another venture, let alone induce. This cold, isolated feeling was his wall, not so hidden inside of him. It was part of who he was, as well as a barrier. Lyn firmly pushed his head forward as she took the electric razor to the back of his neck. Her skin was soft, another spasm as a lock of his hair fell. Her movements were strong-it was not the physical manipulation that was gentle, only the touch.