Matthias is quite content to have a good boy following him around. A good boy who doesn't flinch when it's time to be filthy. Not a good boy. And obedient boy. A slightly (maybe more?) submissive boy. A boy who's a little bit needy. It's such a delicious combination of traits it practically leaves Matthias' mouth watering.
A little smirk pulls at his lips. He heard in a circle he had some decades ago. "To the floor," he repeats, pretending to hold a glass up. "It will hold you when no one else will." He drops his hand, a dull plop sounding as it lands in the empty space beside him. "It doesn't suit us since we have each other, hm?"
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A little smirk pulls at his lips. He heard in a circle he had some decades ago. "To the floor," he repeats, pretending to hold a glass up. "It will hold you when no one else will." He drops his hand, a dull plop sounding as it lands in the empty space beside him. "It doesn't suit us since we have each other, hm?"