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[themightybosstone]

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[subcutaneous]

And what happens when you do?

[He presses his cut cheek against Cade's shoulder, bleeding sluggishly on the fabric. He'll be able to feel Yingxing's hardness against his ass too - he's not the only one getting off on this entire fucked-up thing.]

[themightybosstone]

[ The blood drips down his cheek in a lazy trail, painting it dark red. He struggles with NOT answering because he know. HE KNOWS it's just going to prove the point. And maybe it shouldn't be said out loud. You can't take it back if it's out loud.

He tenses under Blade.

But there's nothing he CAN say but the truth. It sounds ragged, torn out of him. A bit like he sounds in sex. ]

It'll break her hands for layin' em on you. One finger at a damn time. T'make sure the message gets through.

[subcutaneous]

[He's getting hands pushing at him violently, then, wanting to turn him over, so Lith can kiss the living daylights out of him, more teeth than tongue.]

[themightybosstone]

[ Brocade doesn't know HALF of what he feels right now. All of it is confusing. But when Yingxing settles back between his legs, that's Correct and Right. This is HIS. THIS IS MINE AND HE'S GOING TO KISS HIM BACK like they're still fighting. Like he's still marking him. ]