[something like primal instinct kicks in, overriding the drug and taking over for a few seconds. a precious few seconds, as he uses it to ground himself, dig in his heels and prevent outright collapse. he doesn't care about the mess they've made; he doesn't care that they've crossed a certain threshold, done something they can't take back.
don't let him fall.
and how ironic that he'd think that, he'd try to save him when he was the one who stole his soul and damned him to that dreadful, despicable dungeon.
there's no drug that can hold seto kaiba's will at bay. at least not for long. pegasus may have guided this whole exchange but seto proves all too quick to reassert control. he bears the weight on his back as if it were nothing and it might just come across as the slightest bit protective, akin to an animal reassuring its mate. curled up, side by side.
he breathes in, breathes out, then comes down from the high. still linked, still together, as it should be.]
You alright?
[he returns the affection, if only in his own way. that he asks at all was proof of that.]
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don't let him fall.
and how ironic that he'd think that, he'd try to save him when he was the one who stole his soul and damned him to that dreadful, despicable dungeon.
there's no drug that can hold seto kaiba's will at bay. at least not for long. pegasus may have guided this whole exchange but seto proves all too quick to reassert control. he bears the weight on his back as if it were nothing and it might just come across as the slightest bit protective, akin to an animal reassuring its mate. curled up, side by side.
he breathes in, breathes out, then comes down from the high. still linked, still together, as it should be.]
You alright?
[he returns the affection, if only in his own way. that he asks at all was proof of that.]