[There's a half second where Matt's completely stunned, eyes widened in pure shock as his mind races and reels to comprehend how fast and hard it all happens. He sucks in a sharp gasp as he slams back against the bed, automatically twisting under the hold, legs wheeling and back arching.
But then he hears Ghoul's voice, recognizes the danger in his tone, and stops cold. He listens, eyes still wide as he nods. Goddamn this is doing so much to him, has his mind so foggy that he can hardly see straight, that he's not sure if he wants to push further to see if - if - if! Or if he's happy with this, content with this being his 'breaking' point for now.
It's not concious, he doesn't realize he's doing it, but Matt huffs and whines and curses under his breath as he struggles with the decision and starts another small protest against the hold. Just enough to remind Ghoul to Please Hold - Decision Pending. Not a real fight, slightly rolling shoulders and bucking hips and flexing fingers and stretching legs, just enough to be present, to be there.
But it's that tone and the pressure and that look that eventually get to him, that send electric shivers arcing the length of his body, shivers that tell him that he wants more, needs more and he has to keep pushing.
Toothy grin and snapping teeth, Matt growls and yanks against Ghoul, laughing;] Make me! Show me, or is that another empty threat?
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But then he hears Ghoul's voice, recognizes the danger in his tone, and stops cold. He listens, eyes still wide as he nods. Goddamn this is doing so much to him, has his mind so foggy that he can hardly see straight, that he's not sure if he wants to push further to see if - if - if! Or if he's happy with this, content with this being his 'breaking' point for now.
It's not concious, he doesn't realize he's doing it, but Matt huffs and whines and curses under his breath as he struggles with the decision and starts another small protest against the hold. Just enough to remind Ghoul to Please Hold - Decision Pending. Not a real fight, slightly rolling shoulders and bucking hips and flexing fingers and stretching legs, just enough to be present, to be there.
But it's that tone and the pressure and that look that eventually get to him, that send electric shivers arcing the length of his body, shivers that tell him that he wants more, needs more and he has to keep pushing.
Toothy grin and snapping teeth, Matt growls and yanks against Ghoul, laughing;] Make me! Show me, or is that another empty threat?