Giriko knew he was skating very dangerous ground, and he casually popped out a chain, encircling his throat. Just in case.
"What's the point, then?" he asked, rubbing against. "Look, I ain't here to rape you, Justin. You don't want it fine, but you gotta give me a good reason. And don't give me shit about it hurting, because I doubt you'll cry. And it ain't about power, either."
He leaned closer, forcing the arm back a little, his voice dropping. "It's about me makin' you scream, and you bein' real grateful to me afterwards."
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Date: 2010-12-03 04:59 am (UTC)"What's the point, then?" he asked, rubbing against. "Look, I ain't here to rape you, Justin. You don't want it fine, but you gotta give me a good reason. And don't give me shit about it hurting, because I doubt you'll cry. And it ain't about power, either."
He leaned closer, forcing the arm back a little, his voice dropping. "It's about me makin' you scream, and you bein' real grateful to me afterwards."