[ unflinching met with unyielding — rather than a deterrent, the glimmer of what's elsewise buried in there holds his interest far more than automatic obeisance or squealing enthusiasm could hope to inspire. it's the jagged edges of ripped meat in life that beguile, and that mouth could chew many. where's the joy and freedom in docility? ]
[ Jae Ha correctly levies his accusation, and Getou wonders at its color. is this something closer to true intimacy he can aggress as easily as others solicit lust? or is he just as guilty, between bare thigh and the lowered, flickering lids of his eyes as that bite sinks. his breath cuts, plunges down and lifts dizziness into his grey matter — ]
[ then, it's his own fault really, when he pulls. ]
[ sure in that grip, scruffed, he peels Jae Ha back forcefully before his jaws have unclenched. it's wonder, of course, that demands an answer: how sharp are they? a smear of fresh red and one beaded line of it that dribbles onto the couch cushions, he's stained the little monster's lips. ]
Oops, [ without sincerity. ] What do you think? Is it bad enough to warrant punishment?
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[ Jae Ha correctly levies his accusation, and Getou wonders at its color. is this something closer to true intimacy he can aggress as easily as others solicit lust? or is he just as guilty, between bare thigh and the lowered, flickering lids of his eyes as that bite sinks. his breath cuts, plunges down and lifts dizziness into his grey matter — ]
[ then, it's his own fault really, when he pulls. ]
[ sure in that grip, scruffed, he peels Jae Ha back forcefully before his jaws have unclenched. it's wonder, of course, that demands an answer: how sharp are they? a smear of fresh red and one beaded line of it that dribbles onto the couch cushions, he's stained the little monster's lips. ]
Oops, [ without sincerity. ] What do you think? Is it bad enough to warrant punishment?