[It may not be the reaction he expects, but Cy has shown him there is no danger or shame in exhibiting emotion, so he slides his arm around Cy's shoulders and simply — holds him close until it eases. The sentiment spoken is met with a low hum, kissing the side of Cy's head. I love you too. He will, unquestionably, until the day he dies.]
I think of how that would have been me, if I had come here and learned about the practice of BDSM without the appropriate experience, without you to teach me. I would have behaved similarly. I would have thought rules were foolish, and sought only to hurt myself at someone else's expense.
[Because he's hated himself for a long time, and the punishment of such a dynamic would have appealed to him for all the wrong reasons.]
Perhaps that's why it affected me. And I imagined — how you would feel, if someone disregarded those boundaries. It would hurt you.
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I think of how that would have been me, if I had come here and learned about the practice of BDSM without the appropriate experience, without you to teach me. I would have behaved similarly. I would have thought rules were foolish, and sought only to hurt myself at someone else's expense.
[Because he's hated himself for a long time, and the punishment of such a dynamic would have appealed to him for all the wrong reasons.]
Perhaps that's why it affected me. And I imagined — how you would feel, if someone disregarded those boundaries. It would hurt you.