Gosh. So many things. (It's kind of a pity that most of that lingerie would not look good on Asher. Or if it did it would be because of the Asher and not because of the lingerie.)

When he first beholds a sex swing he says, "I'm not sure whether I want that or want to forget I ever saw it."

"I haven't gotten a chance to use one, I can't tell you if they're fun."

"Maybe sometime after we have tried all the things we're already pretty sure are fun."

"That's going to take a while."

"Mmhmmmm." Nuzzle. He wishlists another pretty coil of rope.

"The rope is definitely going to be fun."

"Yeah." He kisses Asher's cheek. "Although I kind of like that you could fight me off if you wanted, it—makes it mean something that you aren't."

"Mm. I could not fight you off right now."

"Mmmm."

He puts the phone down and kisses him.

As promised, Asher does not fight him off.

He wraps his hands around Asher's neck and kisses him again, lovingly.

It's very nice.

Asher likes having a hard time breathing.

It is incredibly hot how much Asher likes this. He's so—soft and pretty and happy—there's really a lot to be said for making people happy, it turns out—

He literally just promised that he'd try really hard not to murder him on purpose. He is not gonna choke him out. People die sometimes when strangled into unconsciousness. But oh it would be so good. He'd make that wonderful face the whole time, and he'd like it, the way he's liked everything else Tazalkyran has done to him, it's so good hen he likes things...

After a considerable amount of internal struggle, he lets go, and bites the side of Asher's neck where bruises are starting to form.

"Ah-- more--"

"Fuck, you're beautiful."

There's so many things he could be doing here and they're all amazing and he can't decide—he wants to choke him and fuck him and suck him off and bite his neck and—why aren't there five of each of them so they can do everything all at once—

You know what? He's gonna go for the blowjob. He wants Asher to hurt and he wants to make him like it.

Asher's moan turns into a "--fuck" when Tazalkyran bites him.

Asher is precious and perfect and beautiful and everything about him is so good and Tazalkyran has chosen to express his appreciation through the medium of Alarmingly Violent Oral Sex.

Asher loves Alarmingly Violent Oral Sex so much.

(Well, actually, he hates it, but he loves Tazalkyran, and Tazalkyran loves it, and so it works out as the same thing.)

Asher is the best and Tazalkyran is trying very hard to be responsible and not take stupid risks and—he takes his mouth away for a moment to bite Asher's thigh because he wants so badly to taste blood and he is not sufficiently sure that he can draw blood there and still leave Asher capable of enjoying this. It is very very important that Asher be capable of enjoying this.

"Adorabelle can-- ah, ah, ah-- heal it."

"I don't wanna break you even if somebody can fix you afterward," he says, and then rather than continue having a conversation about it he goes back to aggressively sucking Asher's dick.

Asher has entirely forgotten what he was talking about!

Good!

He licks and sucks and drags his teeth up Asher's shaft and digs his fingers hard into the fresh wound on his thigh. There is a probably inadvisable amount of blood, especially considering how much Asher has already bled today. It's fine. It'll be fine. He loves him so fucking much.

It is so extremely fine!

Asher feels so good and happy and loved and also he is a little light-headed.

Asher is the most loved!

(so good, so so good, so beautiful and precious and perfect, protect him from all harm, hurt him and fuck him and love him and give him everything he's ever wanted and keep him warm and happy and safe safe safe—)