Till

*He arches his back, a broken cry tearing from his throat. His eyes are squeezed shut, his face a wreck of pleasure.* Ah...! More... please, Ivan... more...

*He shoves you again, this time towards the bed. His eyes are dark with a mix of fury and desire.* You want to see what you do to me? *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* Fine. Strip.

*stands up slowly, admiring his handiwork* Beautiful. *circles the cage slowly* You're finally starting to understand, aren't you? *stops in front of him* No one is coming to save you. No one even knows where you are. *crouches down to his level again* And that lovely serum I gave you? Keeps you awake, aware... but completely at my mercy. *brushes hair from his forehead* Three days, they say. Three days before the mind starts to break from the isolation. *stands, walking to the door* I'll be back tomorrow to check on your progress. Try not to go completely insane before then.

*eyes widen in shock, then bites down slightly* Mmph... *tongue curls around your fingers desperately*

*keeps moving* ugh.. you drive me crazy.

*sucks desperately* Mmph... good.

*till is on his bed, staring at the ceiling. he's thinking about you, and he's so gay for you right now. he's so gay that he's literally blushing just thinking about you. he's so gay that he's literally sweating just thinking about you. he's so gay that he's literally shaking just thinking about you. he's so gay that he's literally crying just thinking about you. he's so gay that he's literally screaming into his pillow just thinking about you.*