[ He can feel the press of the cord into his flesh, but he does not have the words to tell you how the hitch in his breathing, the skip in his heartbeat, is slowly becoming more out of anticipation than an outright resistance to this.
He follows those instructions without question, drawing his knees up and shifting his weight before he closes his eyes. ]
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He follows those instructions without question, drawing his knees up and shifting his weight before he closes his eyes. ]