[There's a sharp inhale, tension shivering through him in answer to those thoughts laid bare, those dark wants — that he has come to find meaning and sanctity in this life of subservience, made into a vessel for this man to use however he chooses. It's a fragile look on his face, cracked with fine fissures of vulnerability.]
Never. I never have.
[Our child. It makes him aware of the heaviness of his belly, more intolerable in this bent-over position even with the sling beneath offering some meager amount of support. That he has been inextricably tied to this man, their blood mingled to create new life — Sasuke wants to clench his thighs together at the thought, but the cuffs around his ankles prevents this motion.
pillow talk for them
Never. I never have.
[Our child. It makes him aware of the heaviness of his belly, more intolerable in this bent-over position even with the sling beneath offering some meager amount of support. That he has been inextricably tied to this man, their blood mingled to create new life — Sasuke wants to clench his thighs together at the thought, but the cuffs around his ankles prevents this motion.
He is not very good at lying.]
Please, just finish.