[ Yes. Finally. Yuri feels like he's been waiting forever-- but he's careful not to look too eager, keeping their eyes locked as he slinks off the man's lap and back onto his feet in an impossibly graceful and fluid movement.
His heart is fluttering in excitement when Hannibal touches him at last, and he lets his plush lips press daintily against the man's finger--the brush of a rose petal, impossibly soft--his actions almost reverent. A prelude to submission. ]
Yes. That is the only way I like it. I like it when it hurts. Otherwise it is just playing pretend.
[ Something about the Russian language is better at communicating how strong Yuri's convictions are, how intense he is about everything. In the past he'd tend to come across as rather foolhardy and naive, but there's something haunted in the way he speaks now. Like he knows all the dark things his old self had been protected from. ]
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Date: 2019-09-17 05:55 am (UTC)His heart is fluttering in excitement when Hannibal touches him at last, and he lets his plush lips press daintily against the man's finger--the brush of a rose petal, impossibly soft--his actions almost reverent. A prelude to submission. ]
Yes. That is the only way I like it. I like it when it hurts. Otherwise it is just playing pretend.
[ Something about the Russian language is better at communicating how strong Yuri's convictions are, how intense he is about everything. In the past he'd tend to come across as rather foolhardy and naive, but there's something haunted in the way he speaks now. Like he knows all the dark things his old self had been protected from. ]