[ damn it, he knows him too well; he’s way too good at this. He’s supposed to enjoy having control over him, not being done by him.
He already slipped once; the humiliation of it is sobering, but he’s afraid that he won’t be able to keep it together much longer. Clutching at the bedsheets, he tries to pull himself away. Even the littlest fraction of an inch from dead-on would be the merciful reprieve he needs. ]
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He already slipped once; the humiliation of it is sobering, but he’s afraid that he won’t be able to keep it together much longer. Clutching at the bedsheets, he tries to pull himself away. Even the littlest fraction of an inch from dead-on would be the merciful reprieve he needs. ]