06-09-2022, 01:53 AM
If he's right. As if he isn't!
"Indulge yourself in me," Arthur hissed, nearly being knocked back down on the bench. "Me, and every other sin you think you are better than. Do that, and I get to indulge myself in you."
Still staring up at the other man, Arthur pressed his hand against the stitching in his shoulder, digging in slow and relentlessly with his own nails. Pain bubbled up from it, slow and hot, and when Arthur pulled his hand away to show Malachi, blood stained it and his shirt.
"You want to do this again? I'll let you. As much as you want to. You get what you want, and I get what I want. Hurt, blood, control, and you."
"Indulge yourself in me," Arthur hissed, nearly being knocked back down on the bench. "Me, and every other sin you think you are better than. Do that, and I get to indulge myself in you."
Still staring up at the other man, Arthur pressed his hand against the stitching in his shoulder, digging in slow and relentlessly with his own nails. Pain bubbled up from it, slow and hot, and when Arthur pulled his hand away to show Malachi, blood stained it and his shirt.
"You want to do this again? I'll let you. As much as you want to. You get what you want, and I get what I want. Hurt, blood, control, and you."
