[ The next bite finds itself just above the juncture of thigh and hip, between those dark swirls of ink staining his skin. It's impossible not to notice the way that pretty cock stands against Zevran's belly, but he's not getting touched there for a while yet.
Which doesn't mean he plans to neglect him, by any means. The blunt edge of a nail trails down his thigh even as he gifts him with another mark, slowly scraping inward. Pain can be every bit as liberating as being tied up. It's punishment and pleasure all in one, but there are ways of pinning someone down and making them hurt without the need to go dark or power-trip over it.
Zevran's allowed to laugh, to joke, if only because the need for it is going to fall away in time. They'll push to see how far he goes before he starts to crack in earnest, before thought surrenders and gives in to simply feeling. Existing, all floaty and above it all.
That's where he needs to be, for a little while at least. ]
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Date: 2015-12-29 05:20 pm (UTC)Which doesn't mean he plans to neglect him, by any means. The blunt edge of a nail trails down his thigh even as he gifts him with another mark, slowly scraping inward. Pain can be every bit as liberating as being tied up. It's punishment and pleasure all in one, but there are ways of pinning someone down and making them hurt without the need to go dark or power-trip over it.
Zevran's allowed to laugh, to joke, if only because the need for it is going to fall away in time. They'll push to see how far he goes before he starts to crack in earnest, before thought surrenders and gives in to simply feeling. Existing, all floaty and above it all.
That's where he needs to be, for a little while at least. ]