[ Deep, even breaths coiling around shuddering sighs, a hitch to the inhale that comes from crooking his fingers just so, lighting the world up behind his eyes with white heat. How much of this he could take without coming-
He fights that down, forcing himself to speak. ]
Let me hear you beg, Bello. Ask sweetly and you shall receive.
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[ Deep, even breaths coiling around shuddering sighs, a hitch to the inhale that comes from crooking his fingers just so, lighting the world up behind his eyes with white heat. How much of this he could take without coming-
He fights that down, forcing himself to speak. ]
Let me hear you beg, Bello. Ask sweetly and you shall receive.