Jan 27, 2020
He was use to the stares at this point, though not numb to them, still acutely aware. Currently in the cell, a rare break from being on display near constantly, the Madame making sure to get her money’s worth out of him. Nude and fingers pressing tenderly at the burn the collar had thus far caused around his neck, the demon sure it would be a ring that never faded entirely at this point. Not entirely sure how he felt about that idea, a permanent burn of a collar there for all to be reminded, for him to be reminded of his time in the cell. Green eyes turning when he realized eyes had been on him for a while now, not moving on. “Yes?”
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