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Please what?
[He mutters against Phoenix's lips, pressing down hard against his battered body. He wants to eliminate everything but him from Phoenix's thoughts. He wants to posses every inch of him.]
Talk to me. Only me.
[He mutters against Phoenix's lips, pressing down hard against his battered body. He wants to eliminate everything but him from Phoenix's thoughts. He wants to posses every inch of him.]
Talk to me. Only me.
[It makes him groan, pain and more and it's all pretty fucked up and he can't see at all but his heart is hammering in his chest so loud he thinks H can probably hear it.]
H... I... I don't want to be alone. So please... Don't go.
[He's scared of that more than he's scared of anything else and he's so sure H is going to leave him like H has left him three times already. He wants it to stop.]
H... I... I don't want to be alone. So please... Don't go.
[He's scared of that more than he's scared of anything else and he's so sure H is going to leave him like H has left him three times already. He wants it to stop.]
I'm here. Do you want to feel it more?
[He could do so much more. So much to hurt him. So much to claim him. For now though he's sliding his hands further down Phoenix's arms to squeeze where they're broken.]
[He could do so much more. So much to hurt him. So much to claim him. For now though he's sliding his hands further down Phoenix's arms to squeeze where they're broken.]
[He makes another noise, crying out, arching under H because that hurts? It hurts so much he almost can't breathe for a moment and yet it's still sensation and that's better than emptiness.]
I--
[He doesn't want to feel pain, really, but if that'll keep H from leaving.]
If it'll... Keep you here.
I--
[He doesn't want to feel pain, really, but if that'll keep H from leaving.]
If it'll... Keep you here.
[Goddess those pain noises are hot. Let him just. Grab one arm and start twisting.]
I'll stay as long as you belong to me. So tell me.
I'll stay as long as you belong to me. So tell me.
That's right. And I can do whatever I want to you.
[Like continuing to wrench and further mangle this arm.]
[Like continuing to wrench and further mangle this arm.]
Stop...? What will you do in exchange?
[Cause otherwise he's just twisting these bones into pieces.]
[Cause otherwise he's just twisting these bones into pieces.]
Anything!
[He's not really thinking about that promise, the pain is just. It's a lot. He can't handle it, and he'll promise whatever H wants if he'll make it stop. Even though some part of him is... Getting flushed at the attention, even at the pain itself. There's pleasure even in being abused like this, because it is, at least, not being alone and untouched.
But even for Phoenix that agony isn't something he exactly wants to prolong.]
[He's not really thinking about that promise, the pain is just. It's a lot. He can't handle it, and he'll promise whatever H wants if he'll make it stop. Even though some part of him is... Getting flushed at the attention, even at the pain itself. There's pleasure even in being abused like this, because it is, at least, not being alone and untouched.
But even for Phoenix that agony isn't something he exactly wants to prolong.]
Hmm... Okay.
[He's stopped! How sweet of him. But then he stands up, leaving Phoenix temporarily alone in the dark.]
How badly do you want me to touch you?
[He's stopped! How sweet of him. But then he stands up, leaving Phoenix temporarily alone in the dark.]
How badly do you want me to touch you?
[Oh. This is actually worse. Even though his arm remains in terrible pain, both of them do, the sudden loss of contact, touch, has him panicking, absolutely flung into terror.]
H--Please, I'll do anything, please, don't go, don't go, don't go--
[The rising pitch of panic in his voice is breathless, high, he's trying to move, sit up, it hurts like nothing else in the world but he's trying to reach with his less mangled arm. He can't, really, it barely moves, but he's ready to crawl towards H's voice on his face and with his knees if he has to.]
H--Please, I'll do anything, please, don't go, don't go, don't go--
[The rising pitch of panic in his voice is breathless, high, he's trying to move, sit up, it hurts like nothing else in the world but he's trying to reach with his less mangled arm. He can't, really, it barely moves, but he's ready to crawl towards H's voice on his face and with his knees if he has to.]
I'm right here.
[But he's staying juuust out of reach.]
I won't leave you. But if I'm going to touch you, I want to know you really want it. That you want me.
[But he's staying juuust out of reach.]
I won't leave you. But if I'm going to touch you, I want to know you really want it. That you want me.
Anything! Please! Just don't go!
[He chokes on a sob and he's moving, painfully, forcing the less mangled of his arms to work at least enough to get him on his side and then his belly. That much hurts so much he's screaming, but then he can kind of inch forward on his knees and chest. He nearly blacks out a few times in pain but hey, good thing he's actually very sturdy.]
[He chokes on a sob and he's moving, painfully, forcing the less mangled of his arms to work at least enough to get him on his side and then his belly. That much hurts so much he's screaming, but then he can kind of inch forward on his knees and chest. He nearly blacks out a few times in pain but hey, good thing he's actually very sturdy.]
Ah-ah-ah. Don't move unless I say.
[He's so close, he can shove Phoenix back over with his foot! ...And then stomp on his knee.]
[He's so close, he can shove Phoenix back over with his foot! ...And then stomp on his knee.]
Remember, if you're not good I'll put you away.
[He could mirror you at any time buddy.]
So tell me. What do you really want me to do? Should I make you feel better?
[He could mirror you at any time buddy.]
So tell me. What do you really want me to do? Should I make you feel better?
[Better! H just... wants to feel wanted. Needed. He'll do anything to have someone completely focused on him. Anything to make someone look at only him, forever.]
Fine.
[Sure. He's just gonna sit on him again then, and shove his hands up the remains of Phoenix's shirt.]
I'll touch you until you can't think of anything else.
Fine.
[Sure. He's just gonna sit on him again then, and shove his hands up the remains of Phoenix's shirt.]
I'll touch you until you can't think of anything else.
[He gasps, because, well? He might have felt H up but he wasn't expecting it, and it feels... Nice? As nice as any touch, while also being overwhelming.
Maybe those words should be menacing but they just have him... Blushing. Honestly. This is worlds and worlds better than the mirror.]
Y-yes.
Maybe those words should be menacing but they just have him... Blushing. Honestly. This is worlds and worlds better than the mirror.]
Y-yes.
[It's definitely nicer than being beaten with a shovel. H's touch is fevered, needy, eagerly running over Phoenix's battered skin. He's feeling his abs, his chest, touching everything he can reach.]
This is good too.
This is good too.
[I mean his abs are actually very nice for a guy with such a cute baby face so. He's whining, softly, keening in half pain and a lot of pleasure at just being touched. A lot of confusion too because he shouldn't be as into this as he is but since he can't do a murder the crazy ghost isn't that interested right now, so he's not even mad so much as distressed and exceedingly needy.]
Is... Is this...? What you wanted?
[Is it what H really wants? Obviously but if it was why throw him in a mirror twice? This would have been fine from the start, wouldn't it?]
Is... Is this...? What you wanted?
[Is it what H really wants? Obviously but if it was why throw him in a mirror twice? This would have been fine from the start, wouldn't it?]
Part of it.
[Yes. He wants to possess someone in every way. He wants to make them suffer- Oh, there's an idea. He digs his nails in to the skin of Phoenix's chest and rips, ruthlessly, right down to his navel.]
[Yes. He wants to possess someone in every way. He wants to make them suffer- Oh, there's an idea. He digs his nails in to the skin of Phoenix's chest and rips, ruthlessly, right down to his navel.]
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