The shadow's repeated words are a vague after thought, though the idea that it wants in him another way rolls a quiver the length of his spine. How can Alastor sound so unaffected, his voice tease and torture and smug? When the shadow manages one last push of its knot into him, it locks both of them inside, leaving one pressed up higher and feeling like it's deep up in his guts and the other lower, just barely inside of him, both jostled by the shadow still moving.
Then Alastor asks the Sin of Pride to swallow his and apologize. For defying him. It takes more than that to break his pride. But the fact he even thinks about it, for just a moment, speaks volumes about where Alastor has gotten him.
He shifts his face through the ashy fur before he finds flesh and bites with a slow growl, the sound nearly animalistic. ]
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The shadow's repeated words are a vague after thought, though the idea that it wants in him another way rolls a quiver the length of his spine. How can Alastor sound so unaffected, his voice tease and torture and smug? When the shadow manages one last push of its knot into him, it locks both of them inside, leaving one pressed up higher and feeling like it's deep up in his guts and the other lower, just barely inside of him, both jostled by the shadow still moving.
Then Alastor asks the Sin of Pride to swallow his and apologize. For defying him. It takes more than that to break his pride. But the fact he even thinks about it, for just a moment, speaks volumes about where Alastor has gotten him.
He shifts his face through the ashy fur before he finds flesh and bites with a slow growl, the sound nearly animalistic. ]