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[manmade_legacy]

It had been foolish, he realizes, to provoke Jacques this far. Pinned as he had been under the blonde's weight, smothered in his warmth, surely there could have been another alternative to counter his demands ("Leave and I'll tie you to the bed") instead of looking him in the eyes, terrified and incensed, and utter, "Go ahead."

That was how he found himself in this situation now. His arms didn't hurt (yet), but he could feel the strain in them from being kept apart and over his head. He was still too stunned to manage a proper glare, but the look that he managed to throw blond came pretty close.

"Jacques...!"