[Not that it would stop him, not for a moment. He knows that Augustine isn't interested, he knows he'd never have a chance even if he somehow saw his boss again. But he can't held the sway that man has always had on him, the way he knows that he would break what few limits he had just to please him.
He stiffens a bit when Lester presses down on his scar, but he doesn't stop him. After a pause he leans into it, but it still seems vaguely uncomfortable.]
I don't just want to blow you. [He chews the inside of his cheek, those bright green eyes darting away for a moment before holding Lester's gaze steadily.] I want more of- that last time, when you fucked me. I want you to hurt me and- force me down.
[Because he deserves it. Even if it's something he enjoys, it's not really a reward. Just an attempt to not think for a little while, because he's been stuck in his mind for days.]
[Lester cocks his head to one side when Dodger points out he's not interested in blowing him. At least not that alone. His blue eyes stare back at the green ones with curious intensity as he tries to figure out what it is that he wants short of having to get him close to death again just to fuck him.
It's not something he's against, obviously. There's something satisfying about knowing he's cracked the secret to getting inside Dodger and doesn't have to share that with anyone else as far as he knows.]
Yeah? That's the way you wanna do it? Like I said before, we could probably work out a way to get you to control your temperature but it'd take a while. Sticking a knife in you whenever I want to fuck is definitely another way though.
[Lester hums like he's considering it, but he's mind is already fully made up, and his cock is hard just from being reminded of what they did before.]
[He lets out a little huff of laughter, rolling his hips lightly because he can feel Lester's interest poking up against his leg. He still has a scar on his neck from it, just below the nautical star tattoo.]
Or you could build up a fire resistance. [He gives him a teasing grin, but he holds back, waiting for Lester to take control of him.] Someone else, ah... used those candies at the club. The ones that make you crazy horny, I've got a couple saved up in my room. I managed with one of those.
[Although even teleporting to go get them would require pulling himself off of Lester's lap, and he doesn't seem to have any intentions of moving.]
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[Not that it would stop him, not for a moment. He knows that Augustine isn't interested, he knows he'd never have a chance even if he somehow saw his boss again. But he can't held the sway that man has always had on him, the way he knows that he would break what few limits he had just to please him.
He stiffens a bit when Lester presses down on his scar, but he doesn't stop him. After a pause he leans into it, but it still seems vaguely uncomfortable.]
I don't just want to blow you. [He chews the inside of his cheek, those bright green eyes darting away for a moment before holding Lester's gaze steadily.] I want more of- that last time, when you fucked me. I want you to hurt me and- force me down.
[Because he deserves it. Even if it's something he enjoys, it's not really a reward. Just an attempt to not think for a little while, because he's been stuck in his mind for days.]
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It's not something he's against, obviously. There's something satisfying about knowing he's cracked the secret to getting inside Dodger and doesn't have to share that with anyone else as far as he knows.]
Yeah? That's the way you wanna do it? Like I said before, we could probably work out a way to get you to control your temperature but it'd take a while. Sticking a knife in you whenever I want to fuck is definitely another way though.
[Lester hums like he's considering it, but he's mind is already fully made up, and his cock is hard just from being reminded of what they did before.]
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Or you could build up a fire resistance. [He gives him a teasing grin, but he holds back, waiting for Lester to take control of him.] Someone else, ah... used those candies at the club. The ones that make you crazy horny, I've got a couple saved up in my room. I managed with one of those.
[Although even teleporting to go get them would require pulling himself off of Lester's lap, and he doesn't seem to have any intentions of moving.]