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Date: 2017-03-19 05:14 am (UTC)
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[It occurs to Kavinsky finally to be scared. Not all the way scared-- after all, it would take more than superstrength and cannibalistic characteristics and terrible intentions to be able to actually forcibly separate him from his junk. Invincibility, you know.

But it hurts. And pain is kinda scary.

And like a kid bracing for a shot at the doctor's office, Kavinsky ends up holding his breath. His dark eyes big on Jack's face, looking between the smeary gory mess of his teeth and the unreadable shadows under his eyebrows. It would take more than Jack has to forcibly separate Kavinsky from his penis, but he finds himself thinking about it anyway. Unsurprisingly, it doesn't stop said penis from jumping slightly, a pulse of blood and utterly misaligned ideas going through big arteries. well, 'big' unless you're some six thousand-year-old jackass making fun.

he doesn't lick his lips or bite down on them or touch himself anywhere else or anything that obvious, though. just stays there on the couch, sweat gathering in the small of his back where he's weighted down on the shiny leather, looking up at the cannibal. distantly hoping that jack doesn't end up dripping heart juice on him by accident, but honestly, not all that bothered either way.]
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[the shitty child stares back, jaw slightly jutted, something creepiy considering, measuring about the expression on his gaunt face. he's scared, but he should be more scared, probably. virtue of being an import with imported powers.

no virtue at all.]


Bedroom, [he says.] Big box with the freezer bags in it. [it's a small apartment; it won't be hard to find. sitting on the floor, beside the bed with the black sheets and very gay pinups nailed to the walls, nondescript men, their faces hidden abbreviated by the edges of the artwork or otherwise turned away, hidden from view. it's a nice room. the bed doesn't look slept in recently, if it ever was.]

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