[ Tearing each other apart did seem inevitable; Endo wanted to, many times. Even more recently, he had considered it, though the feelings that fueled those impulses had shifted into something more personal — more self-defiant. He's never wanted to be vulnerable. He's never wanted to want anyone other than Takiishi.
But after the mistletoe, dominance over Umemiya seemed synonymous with sex. Endo thought about making him cry. He thought about breaking him, and wondered how much harder it would be than breaking Sakura. He considering bringing him home as a prize, tied up pretty for Takiishi.
And he might've. He wants to believe he could've. Endo is excellent at putting on shows and filling the roles required of him. He is not, however, a dominant. If it had gone a more violent way — who's to say that Umemiya wouldn't have looked him in the eye and ordered him to stop? Who's to say that Endo, desperate and lonely, would not have listened?
Those thoughts don't matter now. And Umemiya is right: no one else will ever get to know him like this — nor in all the other ways that Umemiya will come to know him.
In agreement: ]
No one gets to touch me like you do.
[ Which brings him to his original point: ]
You could fuck me, y'know.
[ Not a demand, not even a request. He states it as a fact. ]
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But after the mistletoe, dominance over Umemiya seemed synonymous with sex. Endo thought about making him cry. He thought about breaking him, and wondered how much harder it would be than breaking Sakura. He considering bringing him home as a prize, tied up pretty for Takiishi.
And he might've. He wants to believe he could've. Endo is excellent at putting on shows and filling the roles required of him. He is not, however, a dominant. If it had gone a more violent way — who's to say that Umemiya wouldn't have looked him in the eye and ordered him to stop? Who's to say that Endo, desperate and lonely, would not have listened?
Those thoughts don't matter now. And Umemiya is right: no one else will ever get to know him like this — nor in all the other ways that Umemiya will come to know him.
In agreement: ]
No one gets to touch me like you do.
[ Which brings him to his original point: ]
You could fuck me, y'know.
[ Not a demand, not even a request. He states it as a fact. ]