[ a chill runs down his spine, prompting him to release his bloody wrist and focus both hands on his neck this time - one gently caressing upwards with some added pressure, thumb brushing against his jaw, the other keeping his clothes at bay by tugging his shirt downwards. he leans his head against the crook of his neck, rubbing his nose and lips against warm skin, eyes closed as he inhales. ]
Even if you don't die, Fedya, it'll still hurt, won't it? [ his teeth graze him, holding back. ] Are you sure you want me, and only me, to witness your face overcome with agony? Gasp for air as you clutch my arms and try to stop me? Is that fair?
[ he could bite him now, he could... but instead be opts for dwelling in his fantasy, slowly licking a trail up his skin from collarbone upwards, savoring every taste and every warm thump of his heartbeat against his tongue. ]
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[ a chill runs down his spine, prompting him to release his bloody wrist and focus both hands on his neck this time - one gently caressing upwards with some added pressure, thumb brushing against his jaw, the other keeping his clothes at bay by tugging his shirt downwards. he leans his head against the crook of his neck, rubbing his nose and lips against warm skin, eyes closed as he inhales. ]
Even if you don't die, Fedya, it'll still hurt, won't it? [ his teeth graze him, holding back. ] Are you sure you want me, and only me, to witness your face overcome with agony? Gasp for air as you clutch my arms and try to stop me? Is that fair?
[ he could bite him now, he could... but instead be opts for dwelling in his fantasy, slowly licking a trail up his skin from collarbone upwards, savoring every taste and every warm thump of his heartbeat against his tongue. ]
I couldn't possibly be that lucky . . .