...Do it. I submit to you. All of me. [He rasps, barely above a whisper; a voice he can barely recognize.
It hangs in the air for a moment.] I want you more than I've ever wanted anything... and yet, I'm fully aware that were I to give myself even half the chance, I'd find a way to talk myself out of it. Find... some reason why I cannot or should not have this, or... simply convince myself... that everything you have allowed and invited me to experience was purely out of pity.
[He gasps out a laugh past the knot in his throat. A sad, wry laugh.]
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...Do it. I submit to you. All of me. [He rasps, barely above a whisper; a voice he can barely recognize.
It hangs in the air for a moment.] I want you more than I've ever wanted anything... and yet, I'm fully aware that were I to give myself even half the chance, I'd find a way to talk myself out of it. Find... some reason why I cannot or should not have this, or... simply convince myself... that everything you have allowed and invited me to experience was purely out of pity.
[He gasps out a laugh past the knot in his throat. A sad, wry laugh.]
...It's silly, isn't it?