[This'll be quick, there's no helping that. He'll be coming in no time, especially when Petre tears through his skin with his nails and he lets out a startled howl of pain; yeah, that's good. That starts adrenaline pumping through his body, the natural fight or flight that'll come when pain has always meant far more danger for him than for most people, and his response is very much to fight. Snarling low in his throat, speeding up until the steady slap of their skin sounds like a frantic drum solo, and pressing Petre hard into the couch with hands heavy on his shoulders.
It's not enough, though. He's not at the peak, the point when he's at real risk of ending someone's life, but this isn't working out the tension like it usually does. He hasn't got the slightest idea that it's any kind of common kink or anything Petre might like when he curls a hand around Petre's throat and starts to press - he just needs a bit more control, that feeling of holding a life in his hands. Petre would be in real danger if both hands were in action, on either side of his head and ready to snap, but this is more show. He'd be startled out of it enough to stop if Petre showed real signs of asphyxiating.]
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It's not enough, though. He's not at the peak, the point when he's at real risk of ending someone's life, but this isn't working out the tension like it usually does. He hasn't got the slightest idea that it's any kind of common kink or anything Petre might like when he curls a hand around Petre's throat and starts to press - he just needs a bit more control, that feeling of holding a life in his hands. Petre would be in real danger if both hands were in action, on either side of his head and ready to snap, but this is more show. He'd be startled out of it enough to stop if Petre showed real signs of asphyxiating.]