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[ --he doesn't respond. he wasn't told to. he just closes his eyes, turning his face away as he continues to rock his hips. ]

Look at me. Think only about me.

[He tugs on Mika's tail, kissing his neck.]

[ -- he glances back, his eyes locking on felid. it hurts, this hurts a lot, but -- right now, he can't seem to focus his mind on the pain. even with his regeneration, the harsh movements and roughness keep him from healing completely as he slams his hips back own. ]

[He leans up and kisses Mika, long and deep, he's perfectly content to let this continue for a while, he's already come and it's nice, it's tight and hot and stimulating but he's not in a hurry to get off.]

[Maybe he's waiting for Mika to ask.]

[ he can't even consider asking about himself -- he's not getting much pleasure out of this, and the commands are stacked up enough for him to not be able to think about it. want to please felid. think only about him. he presses into the kiss, his mouth open and sloppy as he continues to move. ]

[This is hilarious and good, the way he's eager about it, Mika's never been this excited, and that it's false doesn't make any difference.]

[ he's eager, he wants to please him, is focused on him, but ------- he still hates it, below the surface. he wants to stop, but he can't. and -- so, hoping that felid is distracted by the pleasure and power and kiss, mika brings a hand up to slowly hook it under his collar, aiming to rip it off ----------- ]

[Not gonna happen. He catches Mika's wrist, fingers squeezing tight to crush bones, making a little Ah~ah~ noise in the kiss.]

[ the crushing of his wrist makes him whimper, and he tries to pull away. ]

[He uses his other hand to grab Mika's neck, flipping them easily so Mika's on his back and Felid is over him, rolling his hips.]

[ he wasn't ready for that and yelps, shuddering with the roll inside of him. that doesn't stop him from wrapping both of his hands around felid's wrist - the one grasping his throat - and squeezing with his full strength. ]

[He laughs as his bones break, but he's going to fuck Mika into the bed, rough and unkind, still choking him.]

[ that's fucking awful -- but he can't do anything about it. he can't struggle, even though it's excruciating and he can't breathe, because it's pleasing felid. ]

[He'll come eventually, with a moaning sigh, buried deep in Mika, just taking his own pleasure without giving any back.]

-----Are you done yet?

I think not. You haven't gotten off yet.

Because you're awful at sex.

Get yourself off.

[ even as he reaches down to wrap a hand around his own cock - ]

Wow, so bad that you can't do it yourself?

Why should I? Or are you asking me to do it for you?

--If it'd please you.

[He laughs and slides his fingertips over Mika's cock.]

Tell me you want it.

----I want you to touch me, Felid. I want to get off.

[He laughs and undoes the ribbon from his hair, holding it in his lips and reaching down to start stroking Mika. He's good at it, he's had a few hundred years to be great at this after all.]

[ he shudders as soon as he's touched. after so much pain, pleasure is welcome --- ... 'welcome' is subjective, of course, since it's felid, and he'd really rather this not be happening at all. ]