"All night, dumbass." Mikkel giggled and it was getting more intense, so was the squirming as his cheeks reddened from the feeling of Sigurd's lips on his skin.
"I'm a pristine angel compared to you." Mikkel laughed but that questioned brought noticeable tension to his body, particularly where his arms were wrapped around Sigurd's neck. Mikkel is desperate to get attention and pleasure from touch but also terrified of sex. He could flirt like a cheap stripper but when it came down to it the actual acts, while wanted, caused him a lot of anxiety.
Despite the rush of uncomfortable emotions, the Dane's head pressed back into the caress to his hair. The touching felt so good but he didn't want to admit he didn't know. Inside he was starting to panic. What if he wasn't ready and Sigurd didn't want him any more? Mikkel felt his flight response kick in that urged him to run away to someone safer, but it wasn't exactly that he thought Sigurd was unsafe. His cheeks suddenly lost all their color from the panic and he felt like he might cry. What if not answering made the Swede leave? The pressure felt like too much.
Mikkel buried his face into Sigurd's neck and his hold on the bassist got so tight because he was afraid he'd get up and leave. "if...." He couldn't even get the words out and just started crying. He was so scared to be abandoned. Someone liked him and treated him well. The Dane was so terrified that he would do something wrong and be abandoned that he froze up.
His voice came out high, but quiet, and afraid, stuttered by the crying. "Will you... I... If I don't fuck you like you want, are you going to leave me?" He's so scared that if he doesn't do what Sigurd wants that he's going to be abandoned or worse, hit until he complies. He can't help the feeling and it's nothing the bassist has done.
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Date: 2022-01-21 12:16 am (UTC)"I'm a pristine angel compared to you." Mikkel laughed but that questioned brought noticeable tension to his body, particularly where his arms were wrapped around Sigurd's neck. Mikkel is desperate to get attention and pleasure from touch but also terrified of sex. He could flirt like a cheap stripper but when it came down to it the actual acts, while wanted, caused him a lot of anxiety.
Despite the rush of uncomfortable emotions, the Dane's head pressed back into the caress to his hair. The touching felt so good but he didn't want to admit he didn't know. Inside he was starting to panic. What if he wasn't ready and Sigurd didn't want him any more? Mikkel felt his flight response kick in that urged him to run away to someone safer, but it wasn't exactly that he thought Sigurd was unsafe. His cheeks suddenly lost all their color from the panic and he felt like he might cry. What if not answering made the Swede leave? The pressure felt like too much.
Mikkel buried his face into Sigurd's neck and his hold on the bassist got so tight because he was afraid he'd get up and leave. "if...." He couldn't even get the words out and just started crying. He was so scared to be abandoned. Someone liked him and treated him well. The Dane was so terrified that he would do something wrong and be abandoned that he froze up.
His voice came out high, but quiet, and afraid, stuttered by the crying. "Will you... I... If I don't fuck you like you want, are you going to leave me?" He's so scared that if he doesn't do what Sigurd wants that he's going to be abandoned or worse, hit until he complies. He can't help the feeling and it's nothing the bassist has done.