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No. 10459
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>>10393
Continuing to swing the pocketwatch in a pendulum motion, Spy approached, dress making a quiet swishing noise with his every movement. Scout whimpered, grabbing onto his bed and trying to drag himself up onto it in a mad dash to get away. Spy's hairless left arm reached out to grasp at Scout's face, forcing the boy to turn and look at him. Scout's eyes wandered from Spy's wig, down to the soft brown hair of the man's legs that were crouched in front of him.
"Now now, /son/." Spy cooed, teetering the pocketwatch to and fro. Scout couldn't help but stray his vision from Spy's nicely primped wig and to the hypnotic device. "Zat's it, child. Listen to ze sound of mommy's voice."
Eyes drooping in a sleepy fashion, Scout's head began to bob for a moment before he jerked it back up. "N-no, Spy!" Scout blurted out, trying to tear his vision from the pocketwatch and having his face forcefully turned back to look at it. Spy tutted, his manicured thumb and index finger pinching Scout's cheeks to make the boy's lips pucker. He leaned forward and Scout couldn't help but inhale the scent of stale nicotine and sulfur before Spy pecked a kiss against Scout's mouth. Pulling back with a grin, Spy moved the pendulum-like watch to sway in front of Scout's face.
"Does Scout like mommy's kissees?" Spy pressed another kiss to Scout's mouth before moving to ghost his lips over the soft skin of the brunet's cheek that his hand wasn't covering. Scout squirmed, a childish whimper flying from his mouth as he continued to focus on the watch, gaze becoming more vacant by the second until he suddenly slumped against the side of the bed. Spy grinned as Scout finally succumbed to the hypnotism, his head sagging in Spy's grasp.
"I am your mother, you love me unconditionally and will do anything zat I say, no matter how wrong it feels." Spy muttered lowly into the hypnotized man's ear. Scout made a small noise under his breath, head bobbing in a pseudo-nod and Spy's face pulled back into a grin. Withdrawing his hands, Spy set down the watch to reach behind himself to pull out the cigarette case that was tucked into the back of his dress beneath the black waist band. He pulled a slim stick out, grabbing the lighter from the case and flicking it on to light the cigarette, taking a deep drag and setting the case aside.
He took another drag, snapping his finger and watching Scout jerk awake.
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