His hand twitches ever so slightly, already missing having a cigarette to hold. He compensates by turning and putting it up against the cool glass, stilling it.]
Courtesy.
[He growls the word low in his throat.]
If you say so.
[Courtesy does not equal obedience, and he realizes that, but it reminds him too strongly of kindly doing favors, kindly doing jobs and completing tasks and all from the kindness of your heart.
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His hand twitches ever so slightly, already missing having a cigarette to hold. He compensates by turning and putting it up against the cool glass, stilling it.]
Courtesy.
[He growls the word low in his throat.]
If you say so.
[Courtesy does not equal obedience, and he realizes that, but it reminds him too strongly of kindly doing favors, kindly doing jobs and completing tasks and all from the kindness of your heart.
It's too close.
Too fucking close.
The hand on the window balls into a fist.]