[ this is a terrible idea, he knows it's bad, but he can't resist. It's just like when they were in the lab together - only this time, he's the one with the scalpel and he doesn't have nearly the same self control as Dottore.
He kisses him again, pulling back just so he can see as he cuts his flesh once more ]
I can see how hard you're getting - just from this.
[ it's a terrible idea, but dottore can't resist either. his senses are firing off the wrong sorts of signals and he can't get enough, moaning like a wanton whore as scaramouche stabs the scalpel over and over and over. ] K- Keep kissing me. Don't stop and, h- hahahaha, yes, I love this, I love it... [ the kissing doesn't bring as much pleasure as the stabbing, but he still doesn't mind it. he's always enjoying a mix of pain and pleasure. ] I am, but the blood loss isn't helping... [ so he may not be able to stay hard, but it's fine. ] Are you going to fuck me, Rava? Fuck me to death?
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He kisses him again, pulling back just so he can see as he cuts his flesh once more ]
I can see how hard you're getting - just from this.
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