edgeofjustice | (no subject)

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Because I miss you ripping open my back with those claws of yours. You know as well as I do it's not right.

Does that mean that I have a special invitation to tear into you if this bracelet disappears?

You can definitely try.

You aren't at all enticing . . .

[stretching out underneath him]

[settles over him~]

Ah, sorry. You can stick those scissors of yours in my back and twist and I promise I'll moan for more.

[hand at his hip, kneading]

If you disliked it so much, you should have said so. Well, it's taken care of now, at least.

Course I disliked it. You should be able to do whatever you want to me.

. . .

Mm, of course. Well, we'll see what happpens.

[tilts his head]

No. What is it?

It isn't very clear, what you want and what you don't want.

It isn;t very clear, what isn't very clear to you. Explain?

[. . . mrr, shifting]

Never mind. I understand what's going through that head of yours.

Then tell me.

Whatever you want doesn't matter, you want me to have freedom to choose.

[carding a hand through his hair]

That's not what it's like.

Is it?

No. I've learned my lesson about that.

[. . . settling, subtly but noticeable]

Hmm, fine.

So, you can trust me, just as much as I'll trust you.

[:/ :\ :/a]

Yes, yes, of course.

Yes...?

Don't be coy. I trust you to be yourself.