Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)He was still panting there on the ground, attempting to regain his strength while they quite simply dressed back up like nothing had happened - like their abuse was the most natural thing that could happen when they were out taking their little strolls. He felt Robin's devil-hands keeping him in place, but didn't mind the rest. What he did mind was the fact that they were leaving with his pants en tow, but he couldn't even reach out an arm to yell for them to bring it back, what with him being held down like that - and not been letting go of till they were completely out of sight.
When they finally did let go, there was another moment before he actually began to move, hands feebly covering up his privates as he laid there on the ground in the alleyway where they had discarded him. "Damnit, DAMNit," he muttered to himself as he sat up on his knees, looking around the alley in the vain hope that someone somewhere had discarded a pair of pants - by this time, even some rags would do the trick, but of course he was not that lucky. With a day like this, it was a wonder he even hoped for that kind of luck... especially not when he felt someone bump into his back. Nearly falling to the ground again, he turned around to see who it was, when his eyes widened in horror. He had been confident he could have taken out the two others... but this woman he instantly recognized as someone he would never even attempt to bring down but rather run in the opposite direction upon meeting. Icy Ekateirna. Holding his breath he tried to look away from her, to seem to not be worth her time. Which he probably wasn't. Just pass by and go away...
When they finally did let go, there was another moment before he actually began to move, hands feebly covering up his privates as he laid there on the ground in the alleyway where they had discarded him. "Damnit, DAMNit," he muttered to himself as he sat up on his knees, looking around the alley in the vain hope that someone somewhere had discarded a pair of pants - by this time, even some rags would do the trick, but of course he was not that lucky. With a day like this, it was a wonder he even hoped for that kind of luck... especially not when he felt someone bump into his back. Nearly falling to the ground again, he turned around to see who it was, when his eyes widened in horror. He had been confident he could have taken out the two others... but this woman he instantly recognized as someone he would never even attempt to bring down but rather run in the opposite direction upon meeting. Icy Ekateirna. Holding his breath he tried to look away from her, to seem to not be worth her time. Which he probably wasn't. Just pass by and go away...
