[ wow. how dare he be silenced... he has a lot to say right now? but maybe it's not words or noises that he needs to make. murr is at the whim and mercy of the bartender above him, of the man who more or less reshaped him from an arrogant and haughty intellectual into the cat-shaped loaf that is now trying to bite at shylock's hand.
his teeth barely graze, but that's it. nothing serious. not in this position. those protests, legitimate or not, begin to weaken as he starts to lose himself with the building pressure. the feeling of being stretched and filled. of course he'll yowl a little, ignore the fact the walls are thin enough where the noises he makes could be pretty questionable to unknowing ears.
still. that's not going to keep him from squeezing around shylock, an involuntary desire to both keep him in but also keep him out. it's the former that wins out, though as his head spins from the pleasure. ]
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Date: 2022-04-15 02:54 pm (UTC)his teeth barely graze, but that's it. nothing serious. not in this position. those protests, legitimate or not, begin to weaken as he starts to lose himself with the building pressure. the feeling of being stretched and filled. of course he'll yowl a little, ignore the fact the walls are thin enough where the noises he makes could be pretty questionable to unknowing ears.
still. that's not going to keep him from squeezing around shylock, an involuntary desire to both keep him in but also keep him out. it's the former that wins out, though as his head spins from the pleasure. ]