Date: 2012-12-31 10:26 pm (UTC)
myselfwillbear: ([Ⅳ] it's so loud)
[ That noise moves through his whole body, leaves him shaken and so, so close. Hanging on the edge of a precipice and gulping at everything it's giving him. following the tendril with his mouth until it's too far away and he can only lean back into the stuff holding him.

(cradling him, like an embrace)

He judges it, thinks... V should be home, shouldn't he? Should be in his room. And if he is then he'll be able to hear IV from here. But if V can hear him, so will the others, won't they?

(he doesn't want to share it with them)

(they're not good enough for Black Mist)

Leaning into the material wrapped around him with more force, IV lets out a soft, exhausted noise, squirming about to ease off the weight of his oil-swollen stomach somewhat. ]

Ah, there's... there's a phone, on the table. I can't get it while...

[ While he's this full, while he's still cradled in this stuff, while he's so exhausted and so close to coming all at once. ]
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