[It's cute. The pain, the neediness, the way he has Phoenix's life in his hands. It's so... good. H needed this. He also needs to flatten out his hands and choke him while they kiss because, y'know, why not?]
[It's hard to kiss and be strangled, so he's not really... managing to kiss back anymore, making soft choked sounds of distress as he tries to breathe and can't get quite enough air in his lungs between H kissing him and strangling him.
He's not dying but it's pretty panic-inducing anyway. The adrenaline from it is actually pretty intense, in a not unpleasant way, just the strangling is kind of, well. It's a pretty mixed feeling of confused want and fear.]
[It's hot, frankly. H sits back after a bit, watching Phoenix struggle to catch his breath, then tightens his fingers til there's juuust enough air to stay conscious.]
Talk to me, Phoenix. Tell me how you're feeling right now. Tell me what you're thinking.
[He gasps for air when H lets him, heaving in breaths until he's being choked again. His arms move a little, attempting to reach for the hands on his throat but he can't really do it, they're too damaged, it's just instinct.]
H..!
[His voice is strained and soft. He doesn't have enough air to breathe, talking sounds impossible. He's dizzy, and the darkness of the blindfold is kind of frightening when he can't tell if his vision is working or if he's passing out. But he isn't. He can probably talk, haltingly, and if he doesn't H will do something worse.]
H-hurts. F-feels...good, too. I--want you to keep p-paying attention, just to me.
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He's not dying but it's pretty panic-inducing anyway. The adrenaline from it is actually pretty intense, in a not unpleasant way, just the strangling is kind of, well. It's a pretty mixed feeling of confused want and fear.]
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Talk to me, Phoenix. Tell me how you're feeling right now. Tell me what you're thinking.
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H..!
[His voice is strained and soft. He doesn't have enough air to breathe, talking sounds impossible. He's dizzy, and the darkness of the blindfold is kind of frightening when he can't tell if his vision is working or if he's passing out. But he isn't. He can probably talk, haltingly, and if he doesn't H will do something worse.]
H-hurts. F-feels...good, too. I--want you to keep p-paying attention, just to me.