[ His entire body ripples at the nips- tiny things, the barest graze of teeth but wound tight like this? Everything is too much and not yet enough and he'll not have enough until Bull deems it so- but there is no mark to reach. No task to fulfill, nothing he can do to earn it.
Voice drawn as tight as his body he whimpers out another refrain of begging in Antivan, winding and weaving in a desperate spiral until Bull crooks his fingers just so and he forgets to breathe entirely. ]
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Voice drawn as tight as his body he whimpers out another refrain of begging in Antivan, winding and weaving in a desperate spiral until Bull crooks his fingers just so and he forgets to breathe entirely. ]