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Talk to me, baby.
[Rough paws up his back, gripping his shoulders.]
Fuuuck.
[Don't move. Don't fucking move any more than this glacial speed.]
Too much, toughguy?
[It was a whim. Now he's feeling the cold clawing of anxiety. He doesn't want to hurt this man.]