[ There are countless options for how he likes to be touched– or, more accurately, he's been touched so little in recent years that he thinks he'd like anything. But when he really takes the time to consider it...
And Maruki does take his time. He knows Eren won't mind if he's quiet for a long moment, eyes closed, trying to visualize what he wants most. The silence of the windmill is never deafening, only peaceful and companionate.
Finally– ]
Stay right there.
[ Eren's sitting cross-legged, and Maruki shuffles up on his knees to come around behind him and take a seat himself. With his legs spread wide on either side of Eren, he wraps both arms around his middle and tugs him in to lean back against his chest, chin hooking over one shoulder.
It's a tight, secure hold, one of his palms resting low on Eren's stomach. When he smiles, he turns to press it into the crook of Eren's neck. ]
I'M LOOKING DIRECTLY AT YOU
And Maruki does take his time. He knows Eren won't mind if he's quiet for a long moment, eyes closed, trying to visualize what he wants most. The silence of the windmill is never deafening, only peaceful and companionate.
Finally– ]
Stay right there.
[ Eren's sitting cross-legged, and Maruki shuffles up on his knees to come around behind him and take a seat himself. With his legs spread wide on either side of Eren, he wraps both arms around his middle and tugs him in to lean back against his chest, chin hooking over one shoulder.
It's a tight, secure hold, one of his palms resting low on Eren's stomach. When he smiles, he turns to press it into the crook of Eren's neck. ]
Like this.