[ wash hangs on every word, and he absolutely fucking hates that he does.
he knows himself, has been perfectly aware from the start that he was drawn to felix in some awful, bone-deep way. it's not really about how he shouldn't be, because he's long ago accepted that being a good, better person isn't really in the cards for him. he just knew felix wouldn't hesitate to use it. the same way wash had cut through to what he knew he needed to do to weaken felix, too, on chorus. to weaken them both.
knowing doesn't make it go away, though. it just makes him a little different from any other fry chasing the bait -- he can see the jaws, feel the teeth. it doesn't matter. he's here. ]
Once I tied you up and fucked your mouth with a pistol and made you lick the barrel until you came.
[ and then he'd slapped him, dragged him up by the hair, shoved him face down against the floor to come inside him. ]
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he knows himself, has been perfectly aware from the start that he was drawn to felix in some awful, bone-deep way. it's not really about how he shouldn't be, because he's long ago accepted that being a good, better person isn't really in the cards for him. he just knew felix wouldn't hesitate to use it. the same way wash had cut through to what he knew he needed to do to weaken felix, too, on chorus. to weaken them both.
knowing doesn't make it go away, though. it just makes him a little different from any other fry chasing the bait -- he can see the jaws, feel the teeth. it doesn't matter. he's here. ]
Once I tied you up and fucked your mouth with a pistol and made you lick the barrel until you came.
[ and then he'd slapped him, dragged him up by the hair, shoved him face down against the floor to come inside him. ]
What the fuck do you want, Felix?