[It might not be as gratifying as a devastating mental or emotional blow, but by nature of his existence, Ryuzaki inherited Lazarus' sensitive wrists. They've never been the same since he tried to carve them open and bleed to death quietly in a bathtub, even after corrective surgery, and the result of Cesar's maneuver is to cause him to hiss in pain and withdraw. At least, he attempts to withdraw; it's kind of hard, with Cesar pulling him so close that he can smell, even taste the alcohol on the other man's breath. Though his eyes and breathing pattern say he feels it, he smiles through the pain.]
H-heh... nice, I... knew I could get you to touch me. Feel the hotness of your blood.
[A sharp cry gets elicited as Cesar twists and flings his hand back at him, and he turns and massages it, reaching for the other shotglass and matching it.]
You know, I have always been on your side. But now that you've decided to hurt me... let's work with it in a mutually beneficial way. You feel better now, don't you?
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Date: 2015-09-22 08:39 pm (UTC)H-heh... nice, I... knew I could get you to touch me. Feel the hotness of your blood.
[A sharp cry gets elicited as Cesar twists and flings his hand back at him, and he turns and massages it, reaching for the other shotglass and matching it.]
You know, I have always been on your side. But now that you've decided to hurt me... let's work with it in a mutually beneficial way. You feel better now, don't you?