[He doesn't know what Ryou's asking for. He can't tell -- the tone's a mixed signal, balanced precisely between asking for more and asking for mercy. The thing is, both possibilities send a swoop through his stomach again, like a trustfall off a burning building, because a wanting Ryou and an overwhelmed Ryou are both good, and his mouth opens, about to take hold of an earlobe, when--
--something moves. Atem doesn't know what it is. He just knows that something inside him is moving in a way it has not moved before, and he freezes, breathing turning quick and panicked, a sharp change from a moment ago. His whole body's tense. His snakes hiss in a panic.]
Something's wrong. Something--!
[What? What is that? Whatever it is, whatever's about to -- come out of him, it's not against Ryou right now, thank goodness for that, but it's weird and it's wrong and he wants it to stop--]
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--something moves. Atem doesn't know what it is. He just knows that something inside him is moving in a way it has not moved before, and he freezes, breathing turning quick and panicked, a sharp change from a moment ago. His whole body's tense. His snakes hiss in a panic.]
Something's wrong. Something--!
[What? What is that? Whatever it is, whatever's about to -- come out of him, it's not against Ryou right now, thank goodness for that, but it's weird and it's wrong and he wants it to stop--]