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It isn't much of a threat if you can't even commit on how. Tell me you'll hang yourself in gory detail and perhaps I'll pay attention.

seriously???

you WANT to know exactly how I'd off myself in order to save your image?

THE THREAT IS THE IDEA

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO CARE

Is this a snuff thing

Yes. All this time I've hidden a secret but undeniable longing for the day you'll kill yourself over a dispute about Instagram so I can jerk off to the sight. You've caught me.

I'll care when you seem as if you remotely mean it and aren't just being a petulant brat who wants to show off the lapdance he gave his bodyguard.

That is not this day.

How do you even know what a snuff film is?

I'm on the maginet.

also because a couple of those assassins that hang around the gun range were talking about it the other day and I overheard them. so

I don't know

maybe that's a fighter masochist sadist kind of thing you all share?

I assure you: it is not.

What were they discussing, exactly? How many they'd seen? Or were they boasting about how they'd participated in some?

says the man who isn't into it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

what the hell is that face

In any case: you brought it up first. Don't throw fireballs in glass houses, Astarion. If you're itching for me to try something new in bed, you can simply say.

I

what?

I didn't say that!!

you wouldn't be able to ANYWAY you're my bodyguard

I'm not a dangerous criminal stealing your virtue instead of your silver, either, and yet you were excited enough to pretend I was when I was bending you over the bed last night. We can figure something out, I am sure.

I. i don't

you

that was

Are you looking for a repeat performance tonight, little magistrate?

Shall I rip your clothes from your body when you get home? Pin you down and spread your legs open wide and take what I want from you, taking your mouth with my fingers as I fuck you into your mattress, claiming every last hole for myself? Breeding you in every which way I can, just to say I took you first . . .

Shall we play that game again?

bloody hells Fenris I am at WORK are you trying to end me in retribution??????
I

first of all: YES

you DEGENERATE

DEPLORABLE

INCORRIGIBLE

utterly impossible knave that had better be laying on my bed the moment I get home tonight ready to do exactly that

IF YOU TAKE AWAY MY PHONE YOU REALIZE YOU CANNOT FLUSTER ME LIKE THIS

I'll fuck you well enough tonight to fluster you for the next three days. You won't need a cell phone— but I promise you I'll whisper enough filth to sate you for the next three weeks, just to cease your fretting.

And I won't be waiting on your bed. What fun would that be? I'll grab you when you least expect it, throwing you over my shoulder so I can drag you to your bed.

Or perhaps a wall. You always turn so red when I remind you I can fuck you without your feet ever touching the ground.

(Are you in public, little magistrate?)

[You know, he really won't miss his phone if that's what this boils down to, he's starting to suspect.

Will that make this a punishment still?

....EH.

He won't bring that up if Fenris certainly isn't. Punishment is such a subjective concept, anyway. Swooning eye of the beholder and all that.]

WHY YES. I AM.

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