[ Midnight's head tilts. Now, is his new acquaintance just playacting at hesitance, or is he sincerely upset by the situation at hand? He never volunteered to play, but didn't take the outs Midnight gave him, so he doesn't want to leave... Midnight is very good at basic interpretations of body language, but once it comes to people who are more reserved about their feelings, more unwilling to speak honestly, Midnight has much less to work with than most. He lacks empathy, it's just how his mind works.
What is clear is that this young man is quite competitive. If he really wants to play, then...
Midnight will bend easily, wrap his arms around his opponent, then pick him up. His opponent can resist, but will quickly realize that Midnight is much, much stronger than an average human being. The kind of strength that would make lifting a car over one's head look like one's regular arm day. He will then clear some space on the table and lay his opponent down on his back.
Midnight removes a black leather glove, places it on the table, then takes a tube of lubricant out of his pocket. ]
I'm quite comfortable with removing your clothes for you, darling, but if you'd kindly pull down your trousers and underwear yourself, that would do much to prove your point.
[ Midnight's eyes light up, the tube open in his hands. ]
Unless you'd want me to undress you? I do enjoy that.
[ What his new acquaintance said has no relevance with Midnight, so while he did hear those challenges, he simply chose to disregard them. He doesn't like making others uncomfortable while playing games, sure. He does, however, love playing games. ]
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What is clear is that this young man is quite competitive. If he really wants to play, then...
Midnight will bend easily, wrap his arms around his opponent, then pick him up. His opponent can resist, but will quickly realize that Midnight is much, much stronger than an average human being. The kind of strength that would make lifting a car over one's head look like one's regular arm day. He will then clear some space on the table and lay his opponent down on his back.
Midnight removes a black leather glove, places it on the table, then takes a tube of lubricant out of his pocket. ]
I'm quite comfortable with removing your clothes for you, darling, but if you'd kindly pull down your trousers and underwear yourself, that would do much to prove your point.
[ Midnight's eyes light up, the tube open in his hands. ]
Unless you'd want me to undress you? I do enjoy that.
[ What his new acquaintance said has no relevance with Midnight, so while he did hear those challenges, he simply chose to disregard them. He doesn't like making others uncomfortable while playing games, sure. He does, however, love playing games. ]