( his wrist dangles there, unmoving; it stings, still, blood pouring from the bitemark, but he doesn't seem too concerned — this is the kind of pain he can relish; controlled, received willingly. it's strange, still, to welcome an intrusion into his personal space — but he does, the feeling as exhilarating as ever, letting nikolai press his tongue against his neck and tug at the front of his shirt. )
Of course it will. That's the whole point. ( it's not the pain that he's most excited for, anyway — it's what else nikolai might do to him; it's the exclusivity of it all, of the fact that he doesn't let anyone in quite this close, of his own, touch-starved loneliness he tries to so desperately mask with nonchalance. ) I want to see your cruel face — I want you to deny me any breath. Can you do that for me, Kolya?
( do u prommy u won't stop if he begs!!
exhaling a stuttering breath, he feels himself relax, head tipped to the side as nikolai licks at his skin, not unlike an animal would. dazai was right... but this moment is for fyodor alone — and so is kolya, whether he knows it or not. )
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Of course it will. That's the whole point. ( it's not the pain that he's most excited for, anyway — it's what else nikolai might do to him; it's the exclusivity of it all, of the fact that he doesn't let anyone in quite this close, of his own, touch-starved loneliness he tries to so desperately mask with nonchalance. ) I want to see your cruel face — I want you to deny me any breath. Can you do that for me, Kolya?
( do u prommy u won't stop if he begs!!
exhaling a stuttering breath, he feels himself relax, head tipped to the side as nikolai licks at his skin, not unlike an animal would. dazai was right... but this moment is for fyodor alone — and so is kolya, whether he knows it or not. )
Bite. ( a simple order, then. )