[This could be crueler. It has been cruel, before. He thinks he is cruel now, with a reminder of how he pressed a foot into the man's chest. Now he can use his body. If he wanted, he could crush him here and now. Just like that.]
[He won't, of course. He stares down at him, takes it it, burns that lovely flush into his memory.]
[Honesty? Do either of them understand what it means? Do they want to? They hide behind layer, they worry for the consequences. But he doesn't think he has ever let anyone slip in this close. It's so unlike him.]
Fine, then.
[A murmur, as his hand slides down the man's chest, abdomen, groin, slowly, before grasping Silco's cock with a definite hand.]
no subject
[He won't, of course. He stares down at him, takes it it, burns that lovely flush into his memory.]
[Honesty? Do either of them understand what it means? Do they want to? They hide behind layer, they worry for the consequences. But he doesn't think he has ever let anyone slip in this close. It's so unlike him.]
Fine, then.
[A murmur, as his hand slides down the man's chest, abdomen, groin, slowly, before grasping Silco's cock with a definite hand.]
I'm...enjoying putting you in this position.