[ it had been all business until koby snapped - until he stomped around like he had when he walked in the office door moments ago and demanded what he wanted. and maybe that was when everything started to crumble - when the lines between doctor and patient started to blur in many of his professional relationships. koby, a gateway drug.
he snorts at the thought, tipping his head back to look at him, fingers curling around his cheek, sliding up to the back of his skull, into his hair. he strokes the soft hair at his nape, nothing more or less. his free arm falls to koby's lap, reaching to tug him closer, get his legs up in his lap, a palm resting on his thigh. ]
Do you think you deserve a hint?
[ he tilts his head, curious. he always enjoys the creative answers, the many ways that koby can come up with to pull and push and pry to get what he wants. he should punish him. throw him down to the desk and make him beg until he's crying, but he doesn't. instead he reaches behind koby to undo a drawer of the desk. there's the tell-tale rattle of something - but will doesn't let koby see it. he raises his hand and with a quick toss, a rectangular pill on his tongue. ]
no subject
he snorts at the thought, tipping his head back to look at him, fingers curling around his cheek, sliding up to the back of his skull, into his hair. he strokes the soft hair at his nape, nothing more or less. his free arm falls to koby's lap, reaching to tug him closer, get his legs up in his lap, a palm resting on his thigh. ]
Do you think you deserve a hint?
[ he tilts his head, curious. he always enjoys the creative answers, the many ways that koby can come up with to pull and push and pry to get what he wants. he should punish him. throw him down to the desk and make him beg until he's crying, but he doesn't. instead he reaches behind koby to undo a drawer of the desk. there's the tell-tale rattle of something - but will doesn't let koby see it. he raises his hand and with a quick toss, a rectangular pill on his tongue. ]
Take it.