[ Once he's started he can't stop, not with the Number's hands massaging his throat and forcing him to swallow. The liquid burns all the way down his throat and he shivers and squirms.
It seems to drain all the strength from him, because he's stopped struggling now, and even if he could he doesn't have the power to anymore. He feels weak and numb and he hates it because Mizael is anything But that. He wants to scream and struggle until he can't anymore, until the starlight fades from his body and he's no longer alive.
(he wants to struggle, he can struggle, but his body won't)
And then the breeze hits his skin and he shivers even more and what is this Numbers going to do to him--
(the liquid is warm, his body is cold, and some traitorous part of his mind thinks to drink more) ]
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It seems to drain all the strength from him, because he's stopped struggling now, and even if he could he doesn't have the power to anymore. He feels weak and numb and he hates it because Mizael is anything But that. He wants to scream and struggle until he can't anymore, until the starlight fades from his body and he's no longer alive.
(he wants to struggle, he can struggle, but his body won't)
And then the breeze hits his skin and he shivers even more and what is this Numbers going to do to him--
(
the liquid is warm, his body is cold, and some traitorous part of his mind thinks to drink more) ]