[ The slapping and punches resulted in cries, but when Aoba's hair is pulled, he screams. Outsiders touching it is painful enough, but pulling is agonizing. Every strand in Prince's hold turns to a hot thin wire, and the pain Aoba has carefully avoided over the years erupts throughout his scalp and head. He reaches up and back to free himself, but quickly finds that trying to remove Prince's grip is like attempting to bend steel.
Aoba wants it to stop, but he's forgotten to raise his right fist. His thoughts are too absorbed in fight or flight when the Prince's other fist reconnects with his stomach. It only silences his screaming long enough for him to get enough air in his lungs again, though it's proceeded by a several wet coughs.
Acting on instinct, he makes a kick at his tormenter's stomach. It's weak though, and not because Aoba can't deliver a mean kick. His limbs feel heavy and his vision is going red with veins and spotty with black. He's feeling that familiar sensation of his body moving against his will, dreamlike and sickening. He wants to give up, retreat into it and let it dictate his movements, but the part of his mind that would usually take over doesn't want this to stop. Sly Blue knows the pain will likely end when he switches, and he is enjoying this. ]
Yes... harder, please. [ A voice like Aoba's quietly agrees. Whether he heard Cathaway or not, this is what Sly Blue is here for. ]
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Aoba wants it to stop, but he's forgotten to raise his right fist. His thoughts are too absorbed in fight or flight when the Prince's other fist reconnects with his stomach. It only silences his screaming long enough for him to get enough air in his lungs again, though it's proceeded by a several wet coughs.
Acting on instinct, he makes a kick at his tormenter's stomach. It's weak though, and not because Aoba can't deliver a mean kick. His limbs feel heavy and his vision is going red with veins and spotty with black. He's feeling that familiar sensation of his body moving against his will, dreamlike and sickening. He wants to give up, retreat into it and let it dictate his movements, but the part of his mind that would usually take over doesn't want this to stop. Sly Blue knows the pain will likely end when he switches, and he is enjoying this. ]
Yes... harder, please. [ A voice like Aoba's quietly agrees. Whether he heard Cathaway or not, this is what Sly Blue is here for. ]