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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Intensity grins back up at King almost feral-like]

Then let me articulate, Your Excellency.

There's nothing more I'd rather see than you covered in marks and bruises and touches that come from my hand. And nothing more I'd rather do that pull and tug and unravel you string by individual string until you realize your new life is right here where you can feel and struggle and attempt to resist me.

And I'm never going to let you forget that.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ His fingers tighten and then he pulls, yanking Intensity's head back so that he no longer has any access to King's neck. ]

And you really think you can accomplish any of that without coming unraveled yourself?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He looks at King with all the authority of someone who is currently not being held back by someone yanking on their hair]

It only matters that I don't unravel first.

[puzzlekeeper]

How arrogant.

[ He pulls down and sideways this time, until his lips can brush the shell of Intensity's ear. ]

You're playing with fire. I won't let you forget that either.

[ And then his fingers tighten as he kisses his own mark just behind Intensity's ear, the sting sharp and pointed. ]