[ Nearly everything Berserker does is calculated, though it's hard to say this deliberate act was. In the end, it has the desired effect and that's all that matters, whether he originally intended for it to end up this way. He should feel some kind of shame for that display, for giving into this desire, but he doesn't. The feral need screams louder than ever inside of his mind and...he acts on it.
Normally extremely passive and submissive, the residual effects of the full moons are enough to bypass that. With Waver within his grasp, he grabs for his wrist while his tail snakes around one leg. He leans up closer, all but whispering his words into the other man's ear. ]
You want it, don't you? You want to touch me? [ It's harder and harder to hold control over his thoughts and actions, words strained as he speaks them. ] I'll make sure you're satisfied.
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Normally extremely passive and submissive, the residual effects of the full moons are enough to bypass that. With Waver within his grasp, he grabs for his wrist while his tail snakes around one leg. He leans up closer, all but whispering his words into the other man's ear. ]
You want it, don't you? You want to touch me? [ It's harder and harder to hold control over his thoughts and actions, words strained as he speaks them. ] I'll make sure you're satisfied.