He hums and nods, apparently still feeling this advice. It's also a relief to hear Damian endorse baby steps, because Seb was a little worried that he'd continue to pressure him sexually, and didn't want to deal with that.

"Atlas. The Magnus Pater. The leader of our commune. The one who blinded me."

That guy deserves all his spite. Well, except...

"And my father too, a bit." Sebastian's hands wrap around Damian's ankles, then the arches of his feet, feeling what the sole is like.