His breath draws in sharp, and his teeth grit tight. The question flits through his head: does Ba'al prefer to hear the sounds of pain, or prefer to have them bitten back? But it's too late to actually make a decision on that. He's already committed to the second course, except for his breathing shuddering in a throat, soft, muffled whimper.
Yes: he is very, very much in trouble. Because it hurts enough to make his legs want to buckle, leave him swooning into Ba'al's arms like a damsel, and yet there's the eroticism of standing here naked in front of a fully clothed man, one who is hurting him where he's so vulnerable, and knowing that he has agreed to it, that he can stop it, that the situation is in his control and he takes it because he wants to.
It's edging up toward too much, and he still wants it, he realizes, dizzily. He wants to be tortured, as long as it's like this.
His fingers curl. He wants to grab onto Ba'al's arm and support himself that way.
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Date: 2016-03-13 02:15 am (UTC)Yes: he is very, very much in trouble. Because it hurts enough to make his legs want to buckle, leave him swooning into Ba'al's arms like a damsel, and yet there's the eroticism of standing here naked in front of a fully clothed man, one who is hurting him where he's so vulnerable, and knowing that he has agreed to it, that he can stop it, that the situation is in his control and he takes it because he wants to.
It's edging up toward too much, and he still wants it, he realizes, dizzily. He wants to be tortured, as long as it's like this.
His fingers curl. He wants to grab onto Ba'al's arm and support himself that way.