Of course, maybe they were counting on you being deafened and stunned for a moment by the music. It was awful, horrible, but I couldn't fix this for them, and I really didn't need another nightmare to add to my list. Being a blood sacrifice probably qualifies as a wrong situation, even if you're a chicken. He pushed off from the floor and smashed Nathaniel against the ceiling hard enough that plaster dust rained down on them, and when Damian touched ground he rolled out of Nathaniel's loosened grip.
Sometimes my pain and pleasure centers get confused. A lot of women would have run to him, thrown their arms around him, and said something like, Oh, Richard. God, Nathaniel, God, we were already low on daytime feeds. It was easier to take him in, faster, harder.
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