Shut up. [ He snaps back automatically; Whatever relief he gains at being spared verbalizing it explicitly is immediately overcome by embarrassment and indignation over the comment, and that Belial is still so very, palatable close, and touching him, isn't making it any easier. He finally lets go of the unrelenting wrist, shifting and twitching in place in what he knows is another pointless attempt to pry himself away— more for the principle of the thing, really. If he has to sink as low as to ask this, he's going to at least show some resistance or defiance to Belial's usual bullshit. ]
But... yes, that's what I'm asking. [ He confirms it in a small voice before Belial can prod him further or tease him about not making himself clear enough, and then raises his voice back again to add in a defiant tone: ] Just don't misunderstand me. I'm only...
[ Incredibly, painfully desperate? Really horny (no thanks to you), and with no partner to stave it off with? ]
... Curious.
[ Well, that's not exactly a lie. He is. Curious about exploring the sensation a bit further, about what it's like in a context where he's not fighting for the fate in the world, or in the desperate midst of a battle, and there's no real immediate threat or danger beyond the usual one of Belial's entire existence. (Although in the current situation, after all that lead to this point, the reason Belial is here at all, even that is lessened.) Curious to see what if feels like when he can really focus on it— maybe enough to actually remember some of the experience this time. But it is also a denial, to both Belial and himself, because he would spend another two thousand years in Pandemonium before he willingly admits the truth to Belial's face. ]
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But... yes, that's what I'm asking. [ He confirms it in a small voice before Belial can prod him further or tease him about not making himself clear enough, and then raises his voice back again to add in a defiant tone: ] Just don't misunderstand me. I'm only...
[ Incredibly, painfully desperate? Really horny (no thanks to you), and with no partner to stave it off with? ]
... Curious.
[ Well, that's not exactly a lie. He is. Curious about exploring the sensation a bit further, about what it's like in a context where he's not fighting for the fate in the world, or in the desperate midst of a battle, and there's no real immediate threat or danger beyond the usual one of Belial's entire existence. (Although in the current situation, after all that lead to this point, the reason Belial is here at all, even that is lessened.) Curious to see what if feels like when he can really focus on it— maybe enough to actually remember some of the experience this time. But it is also a denial, to both Belial and himself, because he would spend another two thousand years in Pandemonium before he willingly admits the truth to Belial's face. ]