[ Cloud resists, clawed hand drifting down in a bid to reach for Dain's throat. And though he does form a tense grip...something's holding him back. More specifically, a combination of two things. The cursed arm of his shoving against his body while the feral swordsman fights to keep his place straddled atop him? And more sudden...more struggled through gritted teeth— ]
Please—
[ His hold on Dain's throat tightens, clawlike nails digging without breaking skin yet as his arm visibly trembles, muscles taut as the bestial growl he lets out is betrayed by his eyes. Eyes of someone torn. Trapped. Someone not in complete control of their body's instincts no matter how hard he wishes to fight it. ]
Stop...me...! [ His breath tremors, his superhuman strength fighting against that shoving power of those twilit tendrils. But it's a losing struggle for the moment. Cloud isn't sure how far the man was willing to go, but... ] Do it.
[ Otherwise, the next time Dain breaks free from him, it won't be his hand at his throat, but his sword. ]
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Please—
[ His hold on Dain's throat tightens, clawlike nails digging without breaking skin yet as his arm visibly trembles, muscles taut as the bestial growl he lets out is betrayed by his eyes. Eyes of someone torn. Trapped. Someone not in complete control of their body's instincts no matter how hard he wishes to fight it. ]
Stop...me...! [ His breath tremors, his superhuman strength fighting against that shoving power of those twilit tendrils. But it's a losing struggle for the moment. Cloud isn't sure how far the man was willing to go, but... ] Do it.
[ Otherwise, the next time Dain breaks free from him, it won't be his hand at his throat, but his sword. ]