[Ives' manner is soft, petting the ear beneath his fingers with smooth strokes, curious over them. His hands, however, are rough things. His fingers and palms calloused from the work he did back home. He feels a need to make up for that with finesse and careful touch. That hand does drop from Nehan's hair at the order, down along the man's neck to find and free anything around the man's collar.]
I am fine with leading, but it is not my preference.
[The hand on Nehan's hip guides the man to Ives' thigh, which he shifts so it could be straddled and sat on easily. Nehan shouldn't be carrying his own weight if he needs a cane, not when Ives can.]
Besides, this is your payment. You should get more say.
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I am fine with leading, but it is not my preference.
[The hand on Nehan's hip guides the man to Ives' thigh, which he shifts so it could be straddled and sat on easily. Nehan shouldn't be carrying his own weight if he needs a cane, not when Ives can.]
Besides, this is your payment. You should get more say.