"I've been known to make good guesses," purrs Nathan. The purring is literal and right in the Joker's ear.
The room doesn't have a bed in it; they're on the floor and Nathan's got his mate in his lap, and there is no give to said lap. The leg in question is slowly, inexorably compressed. Crushed.
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Date: 2013-02-25 07:36 pm (UTC)The room doesn't have a bed in it; they're on the floor and Nathan's got his mate in his lap, and there is no give to said lap. The leg in question is slowly, inexorably compressed. Crushed.