The yanking gets him giddy, somehow, too, and... he grabs Ziggy's hand, whichever one's closer, who cares, and licks the palm.
Tell me.
He's not angry and won't even pretend he could be, just focused, on all that Ziggy might say, and--- ahh, it's impossible to focus right now. Ziggy feels too incredibly gorgeous, and loving, and... everything.
"And I will take all of you, I don't need your permission. So. It's an order. Say..."
Of course he needs Ziggy's permission. But they're both safe in knowing that.
In bed rn. Goodnight! :)
"If you can't shut up, tell me who am I to you."
The yanking gets him giddy, somehow, too, and... he grabs Ziggy's hand, whichever one's closer, who cares, and licks the palm.
Tell me.
He's not angry and won't even pretend he could be, just focused, on all that Ziggy might say, and--- ahh, it's impossible to focus right now. Ziggy feels too incredibly gorgeous, and loving, and... everything.
"And I will take all of you, I don't need your permission. So. It's an order. Say..."
Of course he needs Ziggy's permission. But they're both safe in knowing that.