[ The pain in his hair stings and then lingers, even as Prince pulls his hand through the tangled strands to let go. He lets out another loud cry before the liquid in his throat makes him cough to clear it again, and now he can taste it. Copper and bile.
He's barely given a moment to inhale before he's grabbed by the neck and dragged, slowly, off the table by it. Still acting on instinct, he grabs hold of the arm lifting him, trying and failing to pull himself up by it. For a moment Aoba hangs there, choking on his own blood and lack of air as the Prince's fingers tighten around it, his view going redder and swimming with spots, heart beating in his ears to the throbbing of pain...
It only takes a few seconds in this position before his mind stops fighting itself. Where Aoba's vision fades, Sly Blue's becomes clear. His thoughts shift again, and this time solidify. Fear changes to eagerness, pain adjusts to thrill. ]
Here I am.
[ As hazel eyes light up with yellow, his mouth twists into as much of a grin as he can manage. ]
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He's barely given a moment to inhale before he's grabbed by the neck and dragged, slowly, off the table by it. Still acting on instinct, he grabs hold of the arm lifting him, trying and failing to pull himself up by it. For a moment Aoba hangs there, choking on his own blood and lack of air as the Prince's fingers tighten around it, his view going redder and swimming with spots, heart beating in his ears to the throbbing of pain...
It only takes a few seconds in this position before his mind stops fighting itself. Where Aoba's vision fades, Sly Blue's becomes clear. His thoughts shift again, and this time solidify. Fear changes to eagerness, pain adjusts to thrill. ]
Here I am.
[ As hazel eyes light up with yellow, his mouth twists into as much of a grin as he can manage. ]
Don't stop...