[He huffs looking down on him with that exasperated look that has not bite. That look of boredom he's become so used to wearing that he does it on reflex.]
I enjoy being made to blush and be embarrassed. Pushed and prodded until choice is taken away from me. Overwhelmed to the point where my mind is incapable of wandering outside of any topic but the current moment.
But more than that I want to simply watch you sleep. To be in your embrace with your heartbeat filling my ears. The undeniable and constant proof of life. And in the quiet darkness I would make you promises I could never voice in the hours while you are awake, but I would hold myself to them nonetheless.
[He's counting on him not hearing half of that as he cuts off his air supply bringing a hand around his throat again, squeezing hard, as the tentacles divest him of his remaining clothes. The tentacles find his cock, too, wrapping and squeezing as the one in his mouth earlier pushes at his entrance so kindly slicked up prior.
He's really going to miss all these extra 'hands' later. They are so convenient.]
I want you to be proud of me, Hythlodaeus, and to cherish the parts of myself even I recoil from.
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Re: Day 440
Date: 2022-02-07 07:18 am (UTC)I enjoy being made to blush and be embarrassed. Pushed and prodded until choice is taken away from me. Overwhelmed to the point where my mind is incapable of wandering outside of any topic but the current moment.
But more than that I want to simply watch you sleep. To be in your embrace with your heartbeat filling my ears. The undeniable and constant proof of life. And in the quiet darkness I would make you promises I could never voice in the hours while you are awake, but I would hold myself to them nonetheless.
[He's counting on him not hearing half of that as he cuts off his air supply bringing a hand around his throat again, squeezing hard, as the tentacles divest him of his remaining clothes. The tentacles find his cock, too, wrapping and squeezing as the one in his mouth earlier pushes at his entrance so kindly slicked up prior.
He's really going to miss all these extra 'hands' later. They are so convenient.]
I want you to be proud of me, Hythlodaeus, and to cherish the parts of myself even I recoil from.