īŧ he does still, quelling the movement, riding out the haptic clench and release of his body, waiting for the wave to pass. the state of sasuke's cock, and its messy, gleaming smear tells one story, but those words entirely another. in a soft tone — instructive, he murmurs, īŧ
'Not bad' isn't 'good'.
īŧ a learned behaviour, clearly. getting sasuke to give an honest answer, an affirmation of any positive experience or feeling, is going to have to be unpacked by degrees. the same way his body is calibrated to tolerate torture more than touch, his mind is similarly primed. is it that not bad diminishes an implicit burden, or expresses a capability to endure? that complaints have long been ignored or overridden by stronger personalities, louder calls to action?
who the fuck has ever listened to this kid? the way he makes himself small, unapproachable, the way he turns his face to guard himself against his own pleasure, as if to risk seeing it means a complete revocation of the strength that's clearly, until this point, kept him alive?
cy leans in and kisses him again, slow and easy. almost chaste, comparatively, the slip of his tongue rather less an intrusion now than the press of a musician's fingers. īŧ
I don't want to give you 'not bad'. To me, that's pretty well near a 'slow down' — it's going to make me think that something's uncomfortable or pinched or you're putting up with something that could be better for you. You don't have to say it's amazing, and you don't need to feel amazing — it takes some adjusting. But if you want me to trust what you're saying, and act on that, you need to trust me enough to be honest. Sweetheart, I will guard your feelings fiercely — but they need to be communicated.
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Date: 2024-01-17 03:54 am (UTC)'Not bad' isn't 'good'.
īŧ a learned behaviour, clearly. getting sasuke to give an honest answer, an affirmation of any positive experience or feeling, is going to have to be unpacked by degrees. the same way his body is calibrated to tolerate torture more than touch, his mind is similarly primed. is it that not bad diminishes an implicit burden, or expresses a capability to endure? that complaints have long been ignored or overridden by stronger personalities, louder calls to action?
who the fuck has ever listened to this kid? the way he makes himself small, unapproachable, the way he turns his face to guard himself against his own pleasure, as if to risk seeing it means a complete revocation of the strength that's clearly, until this point, kept him alive?
cy leans in and kisses him again, slow and easy. almost chaste, comparatively, the slip of his tongue rather less an intrusion now than the press of a musician's fingers. īŧ
I don't want to give you 'not bad'. To me, that's pretty well near a 'slow down' — it's going to make me think that something's uncomfortable or pinched or you're putting up with something that could be better for you. You don't have to say it's amazing, and you don't need to feel amazing — it takes some adjusting. But if you want me to trust what you're saying, and act on that, you need to trust me enough to be honest. Sweetheart, I will guard your feelings fiercely — but they need to be communicated.