[Perhaps it's fucked up of him -- no, scratch that, it's definitely fucked up -- but Corrigan has always loved making Kurt off-balance. He loves surprising them, shocking them, taking that prim, haughty attitude of theirs and reducing them to a needy, whiny mess. He knows damn well that they love the thrill of fear and excitement, as inextricably entwined as the pain and pleasure he always gives them.
So when they move to close the door, Corrigan easily stops it with a hand, leveraging his height and weight against theirs. The smug grin is still on his face as he pushes his way into the hotel room, reaches out and grabs that dumb, drab tie to yank Kurt closer.]
Now, I know it's been a while, princess, but I think I can still tell when you're not being honest with me. [Corrigan kicks the door closed behind him, free hand sliding to Kurt's back, pushing them even closer against his chest.] You don't really want me to leave.
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Date: 2022-11-11 02:32 pm (UTC)So when they move to close the door, Corrigan easily stops it with a hand, leveraging his height and weight against theirs. The smug grin is still on his face as he pushes his way into the hotel room, reaches out and grabs that dumb, drab tie to yank Kurt closer.]
Now, I know it's been a while, princess, but I think I can still tell when you're not being honest with me. [Corrigan kicks the door closed behind him, free hand sliding to Kurt's back, pushing them even closer against his chest.] You don't really want me to leave.