[ oh, my. bradley is practically on his knees and begging for it. that's very dangerous to ask for from a western wizard, you know?

but perhaps because it is dangerous that bradley is going for it anyway, thrill-seeking northerner that he is. perhaps that this moment of weakness coming from the other man is making shylock think up of so many ways to do with him. either way, it means that bradley trusts shylock this much.

he leans his head on bradley's hand, closing his eyes. it's folly to think that anyone could truly own shylock for themselves -- not even murr is privy to that. but shylock figures that he very may as well be honest about this. ]

Bradley. [ he sighs out the other wizard's name. ] Ever since coming here... I've always hoped you'll descend down here in hell with me.

[ he then leans in closer, pressing himself impossibly closer to the other man. ]

So why not take the opportunity to take what's yours for tonight? [ for once, shylock will let him. ]