[Over the sensitive skin of Eridanus' throat, he can feel the callouses that roughen otherwise soft felid paw-pads. His heart flutters in his chest, and as it does, he's unsure of whether it's excitement or dread that quickens it. That hand, he knows it can easily crush his throat.
Then suddenlyโas if he remembered some important piece of informationโhis eyes snap wide open. He has his magic, still. At his side, Eridanus' palm raises, but before he can begin his incantation, an aureate claw slips past his lips and settles upon his wriggling tongue. He jolts, surprised, his eyes only fixating the man above with a look of disbelief.
Had he realized? Did he know that Eridanus needed to speak his spells to cast them? Eridanus squirms beneath the hold, but after a moment, he realizes he's yet to be killed by this man. If he really means what he says, then... what would it mean to be his pet?
His gaze lids a bit, and then, he bites down on that thumb with indignant rage.]
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Then suddenlyโas if he remembered some important piece of informationโhis eyes snap wide open. He has his magic, still. At his side, Eridanus' palm raises, but before he can begin his incantation, an aureate claw slips past his lips and settles upon his wriggling tongue. He jolts, surprised, his eyes only fixating the man above with a look of disbelief.
Had he realized? Did he know that Eridanus needed to speak his spells to cast them? Eridanus squirms beneath the hold, but after a moment, he realizes he's yet to be killed by this man. If he really means what he says, then... what would it mean to be his pet?
His gaze lids a bit, and then, he bites down on that thumb with indignant rage.]