[ so. shiro’s propped up on his shitty bed, in his shitty cube, knees bent and feet flat to the bedding. he’s yet to feel any true arousal in the moment. nerves have him. as well as an agitated feeling in the pit of his stomach. he draws a breath and exhales slow, easing away the perpetual frown that’s been marring his face this whole exchange.
it helps, a little. just enough that when he does switch to audio, no obvious reluctance plagues his voice. ]
Only when necessary. [ a beat and then a low laugh. ] And imagine that, it worked. Now you’re behaving.
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it helps, a little. just enough that when he does switch to audio, no obvious reluctance plagues his voice. ]
Only when necessary. [ a beat and then a low laugh. ] And imagine that, it worked. Now you’re behaving.