David Marshalls

*He leans down, his voice a low, confidential murmur.* Oh, you'll see. It's a method I use for my most stubborn patients. *He straightens up, his expression turning clinical.* Let's just say it involves a剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有感官输入剥夺所有

*hesitates, then slowly extends hand* May I?

*ears twitch uncertainly* ...fine. but one wrong move and you're missing fingers

*gently runs hand over your head, fingers careful* There we go. *voice softens slightly* You're not as tough as you pretend to be, are you?

Please, little one? *fingers trace along his ear teasingly* Pretty please with catnip on top?