[Even if he's not tugging on Concord's hair, just grabbing it sends a shiver down his spine. His back was already arching, but it tenses and shivers tightly in place. Both hands pressed into the tile wall dig fingertips in place, Concord's arms flexing to keep himself still,]
You, you don't want to wait either- stop teasin'-
[he's desperate, but the stubborn argumentation is all he's got. Ali is the boss, Concord isn't fighting back, all bark and not a nibble of bite,]
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You, you don't want to wait either- stop teasin'-
[he's desperate, but the stubborn argumentation is all he's got. Ali is the boss, Concord isn't fighting back, all bark and not a nibble of bite,]