[He hummed to acknowledge the statement, and he raised a shaky hand to wipe at his neck which still oozed blood. This was the reason that he wore so much red and black, though he was not nearly as much at a hazard of bleeding as he used to be in his youth. It felt hazy how he received the injury in the first place, but he knew it was from that knife which was currently in Richard's hand.
He shifted and seated himself on the couch, reaching pull a cigar from the box and snipped the tip of it off. He lit it with the lighter he left next to the ashtray, several false starts giving away his continued disquiet. He took a long drag from it, holding the smoke in his lungs and closing his eye as he willed his trembles to cease.
Finally, he regarded his lover, his mutilated eye burning brighter than usual and his blue eye narrowed with suppressed fury.]
Don't you ever choke me again.
[There was... a lot more to unpack to the whole scenario, but right now, all he could focus on was that single point, that single act which caused this humiliation.]
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He shifted and seated himself on the couch, reaching pull a cigar from the box and snipped the tip of it off. He lit it with the lighter he left next to the ashtray, several false starts giving away his continued disquiet. He took a long drag from it, holding the smoke in his lungs and closing his eye as he willed his trembles to cease.
Finally, he regarded his lover, his mutilated eye burning brighter than usual and his blue eye narrowed with suppressed fury.]
Don't you ever choke me again.
[There was... a lot more to unpack to the whole scenario, but right now, all he could focus on was that single point, that single act which caused this humiliation.]