Jay hesitates before answering. "No, it should be okay. Just something I need to deal with."
He answers the door, unsuprised to find the page boy from last night, sans costume and wig and clearly drunk, leaning on the wall.
"Sebastian." Jay acknowledges. "I though I made my wished very clear last night." His voice is hard, a command voice.
"I just wanted-" the youth protests but Jay cuts him off, a hard hand on his chest, pinning him against the wall.
"I know exactly what you wanted. And you will get it. But on my terms." His hand slips higher, cradling the base of the boy's throat in subtle treat. "Is that understood?"
The youth's chest heaves, his breath coming quickly. "Yes, sir."
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Date: 2016-09-22 04:31 am (UTC)He answers the door, unsuprised to find the page boy from last night, sans costume and wig and clearly drunk, leaning on the wall.
"Sebastian." Jay acknowledges. "I though I made my wished very clear last night." His voice is hard, a command voice.
"I just wanted-" the youth protests but Jay cuts him off, a hard hand on his chest, pinning him against the wall.
"I know exactly what you wanted. And you will get it. But on my terms." His hand slips higher, cradling the base of the boy's throat in subtle treat. "Is that understood?"
The youth's chest heaves, his breath coming quickly. "Yes, sir."