[ That growl sends a shiver up his spine, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. A smarter and possibly soberer man would recognize the danger for what it is- it's not that he doesn't know what kind of man Flagg is. He's witnessed firsthand what he's capable of, knows he's shaken the devil's hand. Among other things.. ]
Please. [ It wouldn't take much of anything to tear him to ribbons. Lloyd whines in protest as his shirt is ripped, though he knows it's replaceable, he liked that one. His hands slide reverently up Flagg's arms and over his shoulders. He would worship him however he asked if only to keep the intensity of this man's attention.
He cranes his head upward so he can lick at the blood smeared on his face. ]
Want you so much, feels like I'm on fire. [ Sure, he's drunk off his ass and Flagg is a furnace, but there's always the burning need to prove he's worthy and show him how good he can be. ]
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Please. [ It wouldn't take much of anything to tear him to ribbons. Lloyd whines in protest as his shirt is ripped, though he knows it's replaceable, he liked that one. His hands slide reverently up Flagg's arms and over his shoulders. He would worship him however he asked if only to keep the intensity of this man's attention.
He cranes his head upward so he can lick at the blood smeared on his face. ]
Want you so much, feels like I'm on fire. [ Sure, he's drunk off his ass and Flagg is a furnace, but there's always the burning need to prove he's worthy and show him how good he can be. ]