#wait: winter

[dhanilyman]

Wait | Dhani & Winter

@winters-lust

He stood like a statue and perhaps that’s what  grabbed her attention. Winter sauntered up to the boy, “You’d think you were made of stone,” Winter commented. She ran a finger down the boys chest, trying to get a reaction out of him.

He recognized the voice, then felt her finger run down his chest. He took another inhale, opening his eyes to look at her, chancing it as he couldn’t remember if she had been one to like eye contact or not. He remembered her being unpredictable and easily bored, out to get her way. She had frightened him, and she had shown herself to be very sweet. He didn’t trust her.

“Well, I don’t have my ukulele to entertain you with...” Dhani chanced a small smile, too. Brief. No, Warren had shattered the thing months ago.

[dhanilyman]

Wait | open

It could be worse, it could always be worse... Dhani was hoping to maybe get a glimpse of Daisy. He wondered if the magic punishing them would go so far as to actually erase her from his vision in a place they couldn’t avoid each other. Maybe... there were so many of them... he just hadn’t seen her yet.

But unlike some events there was every chance he could be won by someone he cared about, or liked, or at the very least was a decent human being. He didn’t mind having sex with people who were concerned with his well being. He’d been promised care and pleasure and satisfaction before but not because he wanted it.

Dhani took a slow, deep breath, closing his eyes, ignoring the sound of the chains as he shifted his weight. He kept locking his knees, he kept standing too still, hating the sound of the chains on his wrists and ankles move. How long would they have to wait? There wasn’t anything he could do. He would just have to wait.