Chris waits until that collar is back in place before he meets Jim's gaze with his own.
"I just want you, Master," he whispers softly. "I just want you to love me... and let me love you back. To hell with perfection or whatever. And I want to know that you won't get angry with me if I say I can't handle you going off ship. I need to know I can be honest with you without worrying that you're going to punish me for it."
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Date: 2010-06-12 02:07 am (UTC)"I just want you, Master," he whispers softly. "I just want you to love me... and let me love you back. To hell with perfection or whatever. And I want to know that you won't get angry with me if I say I can't handle you going off ship. I need to know I can be honest with you without worrying that you're going to punish me for it."