[He runs his fingers over Gale's lips, before reaching up to cup his cheek gently. With his free hand, he pushes himself off the lip of the tub to join Gale in the water, pressing closer and drawing him into a kiss. He lets it linger for a moment, drawing at the warmth of Gale's lips, his hand curling at the nape of his neck. Yet once the moment passes he breaks it to press their foreheads together, a more familiar gesture. His voice is lower when he speaks, as if he's trying to not break the scene.]
Do you want me to punish you, dearest? To hurt you?
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[He runs his fingers over Gale's lips, before reaching up to cup his cheek gently. With his free hand, he pushes himself off the lip of the tub to join Gale in the water, pressing closer and drawing him into a kiss. He lets it linger for a moment, drawing at the warmth of Gale's lips, his hand curling at the nape of his neck. Yet once the moment passes he breaks it to press their foreheads together, a more familiar gesture. His voice is lower when he speaks, as if he's trying to not break the scene.]
Do you want me to punish you, dearest? To hurt you?