[ it's hard to convey the level of hatred he's feeling when he's looking all flushed, messy, and used. but it's there. his eyes narrow; his mouth clamps shut in a thin line.
but he can't say anything. he can't even begin to formulate a coherent response. not one that wasn't as simple as "i didn't." which was a lie. ]
I did what you wanted.
[ that's all he's got. he digs deep, and that's all the remaining braincells at the helm can offer him. maybe he "enjoyed" himself, felt some kind of arousal, but it wasn't because he wanted it. his options were either initiate something with her or have her initiate and end up back in a cell at the end.
although he wasn't so sure what this was going to result in instead, actually. now that he was anticipating the next step in this exchange. it hits him like missing a stair on the staircase — finding nothing where something was supposed to be. ]
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but he can't say anything. he can't even begin to formulate a coherent response. not one that wasn't as simple as "i didn't." which was a lie. ]
I did what you wanted.
[ that's all he's got. he digs deep, and that's all the remaining braincells at the helm can offer him. maybe he "enjoyed" himself, felt some kind of arousal, but it wasn't because he wanted it. his options were either initiate something with her or have her initiate and end up back in a cell at the end.
although he wasn't so sure what this was going to result in instead, actually. now that he was anticipating the next step in this exchange. it hits him like missing a stair on the staircase — finding nothing where something was supposed to be. ]