He hums, and inches his way inwards, towards his heart- too much pain to near the shoulder and he won't be able to use his arm to safe signal.
Once he's happy with the little piece of him he has, he shifts the finger underneath it, hooking upwards with the nail instead, and drawing upwards, a first slicing line of pain, right along his entire chest, sharpest where Quentin has him but pooling through him.
He eases back, holding it with the pad of his fingertip again, tugging a little more so he can get two fingers beneath it now, translating a tight, twitching pain right through his torso.
"If I knot you off I think I could lock you in a spasm for as long as I want." He admits, a little shocked, too, at himself. "I could pull you all out of yourself and play cats cradle with you. But all I want to do right now is unspool you just enough to bite."
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Date: 2018-08-06 04:48 am (UTC)Once he's happy with the little piece of him he has, he shifts the finger underneath it, hooking upwards with the nail instead, and drawing upwards, a first slicing line of pain, right along his entire chest, sharpest where Quentin has him but pooling through him.
He eases back, holding it with the pad of his fingertip again, tugging a little more so he can get two fingers beneath it now, translating a tight, twitching pain right through his torso.
"If I knot you off I think I could lock you in a spasm for as long as I want." He admits, a little shocked, too, at himself. "I could pull you all out of yourself and play cats cradle with you. But all I want to do right now is unspool you just enough to bite."