[Though he gets no answer, he's reassured by Ed exposing more of himself for the taking, that gratifying little hitch in his breath putting a smile on Oswald's lips. It fills him with an electrifying sense of power different than what he has felt every time he rebuilt his empire on the bones of those who stood in his way; a power he doesn't mind sharing, submitting to, just to feel Ed's mouth on him again, sweet and indulgent. Wearing him down.]
Hold me... [He sighs into his neck, too soft and strained to come off as a demand.]
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Hold me... [He sighs into his neck, too soft and strained to come off as a demand.]