[Assassins in training, every one. The day they turned and tried murdering half the school was a doozy. There are at least a few scars on him he could pin to a fifteen-year-old with a bowie knife.
The drag of his attention in two different directions is more of a distraction than it should be. For now the warm pressure between his legs somehow manages to take a backseat to the more interesting (threatening -- it's probably telling what keeps his interest) pressure against his windpipe. Dick finds himself swallowing to test the grip. Not tight, just there, and the body naturally protests any kind of restriction.
But, he can take a lot worse. He blinks his eyes open, making full, easy eye contact with Wash.]
But I can promise you, I haven't told you a thing that isn't true.
[As long as nobody's conflating omission with dishonestly. There's more information he's willing to silently spill: under his hold, Wash will feel Dick's heartbeat slow to something meditative and peaceful. Amazing the skills you can pick up through yoga.]
Maybe you should tell me more about the core values you're looking for. [A beat. He smiles, something sharp, and leans in just a little to the grip round his throat.] Sir. I can promise you in terms of work ethic there's no project I'll tell you is too big to take on, and I'm passionate about putting in the effort to walk home wearing as much of your come as you'll let me.
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[Assassins in training, every one. The day they turned and tried murdering half the school was a doozy. There are at least a few scars on him he could pin to a fifteen-year-old with a bowie knife.
The drag of his attention in two different directions is more of a distraction than it should be. For now the warm pressure between his legs somehow manages to take a backseat to the more interesting (threatening -- it's probably telling what keeps his interest) pressure against his windpipe. Dick finds himself swallowing to test the grip. Not tight, just there, and the body naturally protests any kind of restriction.
But, he can take a lot worse. He blinks his eyes open, making full, easy eye contact with Wash.]
But I can promise you, I haven't told you a thing that isn't true.
[As long as nobody's conflating omission with dishonestly. There's more information he's willing to silently spill: under his hold, Wash will feel Dick's heartbeat slow to something meditative and peaceful. Amazing the skills you can pick up through yoga.]
Maybe you should tell me more about the core values you're looking for. [A beat. He smiles, something sharp, and leans in just a little to the grip round his throat.] Sir. I can promise you in terms of work ethic there's no project I'll tell you is too big to take on, and I'm passionate about putting in the effort to walk home wearing as much of your come as you'll let me.