[ Since he told him not to think about it too much, it's probably not significant or important, but still, trying to consolidate this new information with everything else certainly does leave Sandalphon more confused. It's one thing that it's clearly another odd mortal quirk expressing itself in their equally odd choices of slang, but what is he supposed to make of Belial putting it to use? Does he want Sandalphon to see him or treat him in a similar way? Or is Belial himself who sees their relationship in such a way? Sandalphon can't even begin to have the slightest sense of what it means to have a parental figure, what it feels like, what such a a person would be like—
His confused, frustrated train of thought shows itself in his expression, but is interrupted by the surprise of Belial's finger entering him— with an ease that can be owed not just to the lubrication but to how his own body is already familiar with the sensation. He's only had Belial do it once before, though, and it's nothing like doing it himself— no, this isn't even anything like when the summon prepared him half-measuredly, crudely and impatiently rushing to the point, spitting into its palm and fingers. More to the point— it's a much more teasing, methodical touch, as if testing the waters, and this single finger is not enough. ]
M-more. [ How much more will he need to beg today before he gets what he needs, to finally have his hunger sated? His only concern is that as he's not sure how long he'll even hold on to his ability to form words at all. ] ... Please.
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His confused, frustrated train of thought shows itself in his expression, but is interrupted by the surprise of Belial's finger entering him— with an ease that can be owed not just to the lubrication but to how his own body is already familiar with the sensation. He's only had Belial do it once before, though, and it's nothing like doing it himself— no, this isn't even anything like when the summon prepared him half-measuredly, crudely and impatiently rushing to the point, spitting into its palm and fingers. More to the point— it's a much more teasing, methodical touch, as if testing the waters, and this single finger is not enough. ]
M-more. [ How much more will he need to beg today before he gets what he needs, to finally have his hunger sated? His only concern is that as he's not sure how long he'll even hold on to his ability to form words at all. ] ... Please.