Asher's eyes have bled pale with pleasure, an icy blue as he watches Nathaniel, drinking in the reactions he can coax from his leopard with just a touch, a soft caress of fingers.
"Do you need pain, mon chat?" Asher tightens his grip, shuddering as he treads the fine tightrope between pain and pleasure, his teeth bared slightly.
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Date: 2009-07-20 05:36 pm (UTC)"Do you need pain, mon chat?" Asher tightens his grip, shuddering as he treads the fine tightrope between pain and pleasure, his teeth bared slightly.