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[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[a sight some haven't seen for a while, and many haven't see at all: our resident forced submissive is kneeling in a semi-public area, hands tied behind his back, his eyes closed. He's panting rather forcefully, and while you can see him actively trying not to fall into old patterns, there was someone very skilled at what he does playing on his reactions and slipping past whatever defenses he's managed to build]

((Pornpornpornporn))

Comments

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Not my pet. [strokes thepricepaid's cheek]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

What if he wants to?

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[shivers, mouthing yes_itdoes's side]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Asch... You don't want to stay here, right...?

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

I don't. I... [reaches up, stroking yes_itdoes through his pants]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[comes closer to him, reaching towards him but not touching] You should come with me, then... We'll go home, okay?

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[looks at him, then blinks, nodding slowly]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Come on... [holds out his hand in case Asch wants it]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[strokes thepricepaid's neck, hearing him whine]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Stop it! [glares at him, tugging on the other Asch's hand]

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[pants, looking up at unspokengrief]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Come on... [keeps tugging]

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[tries to get up to follow, and just stumbles]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Are you alright?

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

I can't... Too aroused.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

O-Oh...

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[closing his eyes, taking shaky breaths]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I don't want him to make you stay with him, though...

[thepricepaid.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, arms shaking]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I-I can try to help...

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Would you, child?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...If it's the only way to help him...

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[reaches out to touch his head]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[looks away, but stays still]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Mm, did you not like last time? [strokes his hair] Or don't you want more?