Is that what comes to him when Cy says there are other people out in the universe who could make him happy? That adamant, livid no resonates in his mind alongside a needle of dread and uncertainty, wondering whether Cy feels what he feels. If he did, why would he make such the suggestion of other people? But then it's unfair, because Cy is accustomed to moving on from dead lovers. Of course this would not be so intense for him. Of course he wouldn't feel as deeply. Sasuke is the one who is cursed to be this way. Cy is right, because he's found those others for himself over the course of thousands of years. Sasuke is one of many, a temporary blip across eternity.
... He stops, takes a shuddering breath — because it almost seems like the influence of the suit has acted upon him with how his mind spirals in an unwarranted direction. It does help to have Cy inside of him, brought back to the physical moment and reminded of that closeness. The difficulty shows on his face, brow forming a pinched line.]
Yeah.
[He doesn't know what he's answering, but it feels right to make some sound of acknowledgment before he squeezes his legs tighter around Cy's waist and tries to — release his mind altogether, rocking hips, attempting to fuck himself down onto Cy's cock with more dedicated urgency.]
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Is that what comes to him when Cy says there are other people out in the universe who could make him happy? That adamant, livid no resonates in his mind alongside a needle of dread and uncertainty, wondering whether Cy feels what he feels. If he did, why would he make such the suggestion of other people? But then it's unfair, because Cy is accustomed to moving on from dead lovers. Of course this would not be so intense for him. Of course he wouldn't feel as deeply. Sasuke is the one who is cursed to be this way. Cy is right, because he's found those others for himself over the course of thousands of years. Sasuke is one of many, a temporary blip across eternity.
... He stops, takes a shuddering breath — because it almost seems like the influence of the suit has acted upon him with how his mind spirals in an unwarranted direction. It does help to have Cy inside of him, brought back to the physical moment and reminded of that closeness. The difficulty shows on his face, brow forming a pinched line.]
Yeah.
[He doesn't know what he's answering, but it feels right to make some sound of acknowledgment before he squeezes his legs tighter around Cy's waist and tries to — release his mind altogether, rocking hips, attempting to fuck himself down onto Cy's cock with more dedicated urgency.]