[His eyes flicked down to Richard's lips as well when the younger man withdrew, and he felt a brief sliver of control returning to his side of the swinging pendulum. His fingers move to close on the hilt of the blade which had cut into him previously and the injury still wept blood even now, but he was discovered.
Instead, he inhaled sharply as his wrists were seized and forced above his head. The blade sunk into his chair a second time, but this time even as he twisted his wrists with increasing force, he couldn't pull them free of his cravat nor off the blade. He didn't have the leverage to pull the blade out of where it was embedded, and he shifted his body and rolled his shoulders to attempt to find that necessary leverage. Of course, Richard being a far better combatant than himself found the exact spot that kept his the material tight around his wrists so he couldn't squirm one hand or the other out of the binding.
He bucked his hips, digging his heels into the floor as his mismatched eyes focused on Richard. For now, he felt in control enough to be able to focus on his lover, recognizing him compared to before when there were fingers around his throat.]
Now you've gone and damaged my favourite chair....
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Date: 2024-12-29 11:03 pm (UTC)Instead, he inhaled sharply as his wrists were seized and forced above his head. The blade sunk into his chair a second time, but this time even as he twisted his wrists with increasing force, he couldn't pull them free of his cravat nor off the blade. He didn't have the leverage to pull the blade out of where it was embedded, and he shifted his body and rolled his shoulders to attempt to find that necessary leverage. Of course, Richard being a far better combatant than himself found the exact spot that kept his the material tight around his wrists so he couldn't squirm one hand or the other out of the binding.
He bucked his hips, digging his heels into the floor as his mismatched eyes focused on Richard. For now, he felt in control enough to be able to focus on his lover, recognizing him compared to before when there were fingers around his throat.]
Now you've gone and damaged my favourite chair....