[Isaac's tone brokers no debate. There is no hint that Hector could tease or cajole him into indulging him in this. It is another brick wall, and Hector, as always, has to be the one to move around it so they don't stay stuck here forever.
He turns away from Isaac, the muscles of his back tense. He positions his knees on his discarded tunic to give him at least a little padding in the hopes he doesn't scrape them raw. If he wasn't so hard he is sure he would pass out if he stood up too quickly, he might entertain the thought of walking away and leaving Isaac to his own devices.
But no, he promised this, has partaken in the kisses he bargained for, and can't back out now. Hector's word still means something to him.
Neither of them can grant the other what he truly needs, but this semblance of closeness and relief, he can provide.]
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He turns away from Isaac, the muscles of his back tense. He positions his knees on his discarded tunic to give him at least a little padding in the hopes he doesn't scrape them raw. If he wasn't so hard he is sure he would pass out if he stood up too quickly, he might entertain the thought of walking away and leaving Isaac to his own devices.
But no, he promised this, has partaken in the kisses he bargained for, and can't back out now. Hector's word still means something to him.
Neither of them can grant the other what he truly needs, but this semblance of closeness and relief, he can provide.]
Do it. Take what you want.