[ And so, just for a moment, he withdraws. The ringing sound of glass again, and when his hand returns to Theo's backside the fingers of it are slick. They glide back effortlessly to where they were, then further 'til he finds Theo's entrance. And there they remain, circling around it for a moment, teasing but not yet breaching.
This, he has done before, and slightly more recently than he would like to admit. But only to himself, with his body's perception of pain muddled by the tower. So he's careful, impatient or not. ]
Pray, do not- [ He swallows, and even his breath sounds heavy and low. ] -do not allow me to hurt you.
[ He can at least avoid hurting Theo in this one thing, even if he cannot avoid it in anything else. And with that he slowly, cautiously, pushes inward. ]
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This, he has done before, and slightly more recently than he would like to admit. But only to himself, with his body's perception of pain muddled by the tower. So he's careful, impatient or not. ]
Pray, do not- [ He swallows, and even his breath sounds heavy and low. ] -do not allow me to hurt you.
[ He can at least avoid hurting Theo in this one thing, even if he cannot avoid it in anything else. And with that he slowly, cautiously, pushes inward. ]