[ uggh. he shifts when he feels Yuu against his back, wanting the least amount of contact possible between them -- and glares hot and angry at the command, having to take a bit to think for that. ]

[ when he speaks it's slow, reluctant and halting, fury oozing through every syllable he utters. ]

I wouldn't ... let you finish.

[ if Felid were in his position, that is. ]

I'd make you beg for it. I'd do ... whatever it would take to break your pride -- whatever little pride you have. If I could ... order you, I'd make you obsessed with the idea of it. I'd make you watch me fuck someone, I'd tease you, but I wouldn't let you come.