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[notrosecolored]

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[fightcoded]

Ding, ding, ding. He lets out a pleased hum as Scott's legs are nudged wider to let him get just a little closer.

"This gives me a lot to work with—no humiliation, no big scarring unless we talk about it. Keep the front looking good. Got it. And you've got no accelerate healing, correct?" he asks.

[notrosecolored]

"I do not. The boundaries I laid down compensate for that. Now, I'm going to assume you have no rules based on what I've seen of you, but I'm going to need you to invent a couple for me."

Because... how else do you function?

[fightcoded]

You function like a regular ol' psychopath with no feelings. Duh.

"Okay. Uhm, no crackers in the bed. We have to spoon or cuddle after sex," he offers poorly. What is he supposed to say? He's let another man break his arm as the guy came all over him.

[notrosecolored]

"I can live with those." Which... Honestly, good enough and he likes the demand to cuddle. Probably. It says things about Midnighter, anyway, even if he thinks he's being silly

[fightcoded]

"Good." He touches his nose to Scott's, breathing in his smell and chemical balance. The last of the dopamine hits still linger in his blood from Midnighter's descriptive threats.

"Any time you'd like a scene, just let me know."

[notrosecolored]

He quirks a smile that's actually very... sweet for all that it's slight. "I get to call all the shots, stay in control and get hurt? You just hit the top of my list, darling."

[fightcoded]

Darling.

"Yeah, well," Midnighter doesn't bother hiding his arrogance. Of course he hits the top of Scott's list. He expected no less. "I play to win."