[ Klaus stumbles his way into the room, catching himself before falling, looking back at James with half a smile still on his face. The thing is, he knows this game. It can hurt or feel bad and still feel good. He's spent enough time trying every single new sensation that he can just to do it, just to distract from the horrors of being a man haunted by the dead. Anything feels good if you want it to, as far as he's concerned.
He slides back into the middle of the room as asked, glancing around only briefly. They could have stayed in the bar for all he cared, but he's kind of glad for the privacy at the same time. No fair involving unconsenting parties in your kink, after all. ]
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He slides back into the middle of the room as asked, glancing around only briefly. They could have stayed in the bar for all he cared, but he's kind of glad for the privacy at the same time. No fair involving unconsenting parties in your kink, after all. ]
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