“Mine.” “Yours.” He suppressed a smile, like he was just playing along. Her hands stroking his hair relaxed him though, and he decided it might feel nice to play along a little more. “Deeper.” His eyes felt heavy now, and his thoughts slow, his body leaning into her hands. “Empty and blank.” He repeated her words back, thoughtlessly and automatically. “Obedient, mindless, and mine.” There was no pretense when he responded this time. “Yours.”