[In the wake of sick knowledge, Laurent's crude words take a different shape. He had noticed it the first time in the tent. No longer can he shake it off as absurd attempts to rile him, to get under his skin or ruin his composure with discomfort, impervious as he may prove to the vulgarity. There is a line he must establish, clearly and without ambiguity. No room can exist yet to dwell on the rest โ on what has happened to make Laurent so occupied with obscenity โ as, in his emotionally unraveled state, it simply makes him too angry.]
I have no such ulterior motive. You've said it yourself and you were correct. My experience in that area is nonexistent.
[ the sharp bite he wants doesnโt come, sasukeโs words instead measured with careful thought. he tames his panic into something manageable, his chest rising in a steady cadence. ]
in your life, you have never lain with a woman or a man?
[ he doesn't know what to make of these words, that sasuke is lesser experienced than even him. it makes him think there's no way he would have laid hands on him without knowing, not in that way. it makes him think that a man desperate and stupid and untouched would think nothing of taking something unearned. that has been his experience in arles. ]
does your cock work?
i will meet you at the midwinter banquet in radiance. you and i, alone. you will bathe in the pool of sanctification so i know your shadow will be silenced. those are my terms.
[The question meets frustration, then subdued by a private breath. It's as he should expect Laurent to reply, and so it won't offend him; he has given his piece. Whether it comes with any reassurance of intentions he cannot tell.]
Fine. I accept those terms.
[Radiance is the last place he would choose to be, but for this he will make the exception.]
no subject
I have no such ulterior motive. You've said it yourself and you were correct. My experience in that area is nonexistent.
If you agree to meet, it will be on your terms.
no subject
in your life, you have never lain with a woman or a man?
no subject
[A conservative upbringing and lack of education make the topic somewhat treacherous, but here he is, trying.]
no subject
does your cock work?
i will meet you at the midwinter banquet in radiance. you and i, alone. you will bathe in the pool of sanctification so i know your shadow will be silenced. those are my terms.
no subject
Fine. I accept those terms.
[Radiance is the last place he would choose to be, but for this he will make the exception.]