Birkin winced slightly; even though he realized he was still technically numb, he could maybe feel something vaguely hand-shaped sort of moving around inside his body. It was a weird 'feeling' regardless of whether he was actually feeling it or not.
"St-Stein..." He whimpered, face bright red out of embarrassment and desire, as he realized just how exposed he was at the moment. Birkin let himself groan loudly at the contact. This was wrong; he shouldn't be enjoying this, wanting this. He groaned, trying to pull against the handcuffs and urge Stein to continue.
Before he could stop the words from coming out of his mouth, he murmured a feeble "Kiss me," hoping it didn't sound as pathetic to Stein as it did to him.
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Date: 2009-06-28 04:59 am (UTC)"St-Stein..." He whimpered, face bright red out of embarrassment and desire, as he realized just how exposed he was at the moment. Birkin let himself groan loudly at the contact. This was wrong; he shouldn't be enjoying this, wanting this. He groaned, trying to pull against the handcuffs and urge Stein to continue.
Before he could stop the words from coming out of his mouth, he murmured a feeble "Kiss me," hoping it didn't sound as pathetic to Stein as it did to him.