[I love this, he wants to say. All of it, yes, but this in particular. There's something profoundly intoxicating about the juxtaposition of all the filthy things happening to his body and the unparalleled tenderness of hands cupping his face. He wants to say I'd do anything for you, but it's not as though Kakyoin and Hierophant both don't already know that. He wants to say I can do it because you know I can, but he can't seem to string those words together.]
You like it inside me, don't you. Feels like home? Haah — so, so, okaeri, Hierophant. You can come home whenever you want.
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[I love this, he wants to say. All of it, yes, but this in particular. There's something profoundly intoxicating about the juxtaposition of all the filthy things happening to his body and the unparalleled tenderness of hands cupping his face. He wants to say I'd do anything for you, but it's not as though Kakyoin and Hierophant both don't already know that. He wants to say I can do it because you know I can, but he can't seem to string those words together.]
You like it inside me, don't you. Feels like home? Haah — so, so, okaeri, Hierophant. You can come home whenever you want.