[ He wheezes a laugh, throat a little tight. He thinks it must be unusual to find someone more smug than himself. Affectionately, he hates it. He tosses dampened curls off his face with a jerk of his head. He wishes he had his knife, but can make do. ]
Just hold the cup.
[ And he will dig out the rest of those sharp little tears with fingers and knuckles, agitating the damaged nerve and muscle around the sagging shoulder. His chin dips with a faint hiss. ]
Re: cw: consensual joint dislocation
Just hold the cup.
[ And he will dig out the rest of those sharp little tears with fingers and knuckles, agitating the damaged nerve and muscle around the sagging shoulder. His chin dips with a faint hiss. ]