My breathing had sped up and I was loosing it. I turned my head looking away, a hiss of pain escaping my lips as my neck was scrapped by the collar. I wished I'd just brushed the stupid sand painting away and glared daggers at the thing on the desk silently blaming it. It was a good distraction for a moment until a ribbon of heat rapped around me and I had to repress a sound of please that came so easily to my lips.<br/><br/>I'd lost track of time and what I wanted and he did started to become a bit blurred. A sound escaped my mouth that sobered me as embarrassment burned through my body. 'What the hell was I thinking?' He moved his mouth and I grittined my teeth feeling like I was fighting a war and hating that I was losing to him.<br/><br/>His fingertips touched me softly but I reacted on instinct stronger then the desire he'd been building in me and yanked away hissing in pain as the collar tightened painfully around my neck with the sudden movement. I moved so it'd loosen again and winced in pain, and tried to breath as shallowly as possible so my injured neck wouldn't touch spikes within the collar.