[ It's easier to ignore when his head isn't there. He knows it isn't doing him any good if he doesn't pay attention and just accept the touch, but he can't. He can already feel the bile in the back of his throat and yet somehow, Shigaraki's ministrations are keeping him hard. It feels like a damn nightmare.
When his leg gets smacked hard, everything suddenly comes back to him full force and he looks down, wide eyed as he grabs Shigaraki's hair, pulling him off. He's going to get shit for this again, he knows it, but he can't take it. ]
Stop. That's enough.
[He still has this horrible boner though, so he stumbles a few steps over the couch and starts stroking himself, Shigaraki's saliva mixing with the blood on his hands from clenching so damn hard. Shigaraki's right. It is sad. It's fucking pathetic. He couldn't even get through half of this. ]
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Date: 2018-07-10 05:40 pm (UTC)When his leg gets smacked hard, everything suddenly comes back to him full force and he looks down, wide eyed as he grabs Shigaraki's hair, pulling him off. He's going to get shit for this again, he knows it, but he can't take it. ]
Stop. That's enough.
[He still has this horrible boner though, so he stumbles a few steps over the couch and starts stroking himself, Shigaraki's saliva mixing with the blood on his hands from clenching so damn hard. Shigaraki's right. It is sad. It's fucking pathetic. He couldn't even get through half of this. ]