[Some things were still coming back to him, albeit a little slower than he's used to. He brings his gaze from Dean's hand back up to his face, sighs, his free hand going to the mark over his neck two fingers resting just over the tattooed line.]
She's not, but I did what I had to. I could've sat in the cell longer, but they were threatening further punishment.
If I could do it again, I'd endure it. [Make things right, his desire to be Dean's submissive wasn't in question. He didn't like the position he was put in, and this just further solidifies it. It feels real again, a threat and a constant pressure.]
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Date: 2022-02-12 08:29 pm (UTC)[Some things were still coming back to him, albeit a little slower than he's used to. He brings his gaze from Dean's hand back up to his face, sighs, his free hand going to the mark over his neck two fingers resting just over the tattooed line.]
She's not, but I did what I had to. I could've sat in the cell longer, but they were threatening further punishment.
If I could do it again, I'd endure it. [Make things right, his desire to be Dean's submissive wasn't in question. He didn't like the position he was put in, and this just further solidifies it. It feels real again, a threat and a constant pressure.]