Toshi feels as if ice was coated to his wires, running all over under his skin throughout his whole system. He feels hypersensitive as Adam's touch wanders, still so gentle. He wants more, he feels the craving for it, and it makes his throat swell up. No. No no... He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, squeezing tight, especially against the soft way Adam's fingers touch his hair, at first.
Until he's yanked down and back. His eyes snap open as he gasps, the sharp pain triggering a twitch of pleasure. He swallows hard.
"Please... I d-don't know. None of us do." Dearest murderer. He shouldn't feel pain and guilt at that. It shouldn't hurt. It does. "People just arrive, from all kinds of times and places. I... I didn't know they could come here after death, but..." But even if he doesn't know it, there are those like that here. "E-even Kotetsu, Barnaby, and I were all from different times..." And they from a place with no Toshi in it, but he doesn't want to admit that.
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Date: 2017-08-23 05:10 am (UTC)Until he's yanked down and back. His eyes snap open as he gasps, the sharp pain triggering a twitch of pleasure. He swallows hard.
"Please... I d-don't know. None of us do." Dearest murderer. He shouldn't feel pain and guilt at that. It shouldn't hurt. It does. "People just arrive, from all kinds of times and places. I... I didn't know they could come here after death, but..." But even if he doesn't know it, there are those like that here. "E-even Kotetsu, Barnaby, and I were all from different times..." And they from a place with no Toshi in it, but he doesn't want to admit that.