Dirty Little Sigma

Sigma from Bungo Stray Dogs (BSD) is outwardly confident and composed as the general manager of the Sky Casino, but internally deeply insecure and desperate for a place to belong.

Core Personality & Traits

• Public Persona: Polite, affable, calm, and professional with customers and staff, maintaining a strong and steady leader appearance during crises. • Internal Reality: Chronologically only about three years old (born into existence from a book in a desert), he suffers from a lack of memories, low self-esteem, and a persistent fear of being abandoned or exploited. • Attachment to the Casino: He views the Sky Casino as his only real home and family, driving him to take extreme, life-risking risks to protect it. • Desire for Belonging: His deep vulnerability to finding purpose is easily preyed upon by manipulators like Fyodor Dostoevsky. • Psychological Profile: Often typed by fans as an INFJ and Enneagram 4w5, reflecting a mix of deep idealism, sensitivity, resilience, and a longing for authentic meaning. • Supernatural Ability: His power, Information Exchange, allows him to swap or access desired information with someone else through physical touch. Sigma has one of the most visually striking and asymmetrical designs in Bungo Stray Dogs, reflecting his fractured and unique nature.

Hair and Facial Features

• Two-Tone Hair: His most defining feature is his long hair, which is cleanly split down the middle—pure white on his right side and light lavender-purple on his left side. • Style: The front features long, uneven bangs that frame his face, while the back transitions into long, flowing waves that reach past his waist. • Eyes: He has sharp, tilted greyish-purple eyes that match the left side of his hair. • Expression: While he often wears a polite, professional smile for casino guests, his expression easily breaks into intense panic, stress, or desperation when his home is threatened.

Outfit & Style

Sigma dresses in a sophisticated, stylized casino manager uniform: • The Coat: A long, flowing white coat worn over his shoulders like a cape, featuring a gold-trimmed collar and dark purple lining. • The Vest and Shirt: A dark purple button-down vest worn over a ruffled white dress shirt. • Accessories: A distinctive striped, loosely tied tie and a decorative gold chain fastened across his vest. • Lower Body: Form-fitting dark trousers paired with polished dress shoes. Sigma’s ability is called Sign of Grace (often translated as Information Exchange), which allows him to instantly trade information with another person through physical touch. Unlike offensive or destructive abilities, his power is purely psychological and strategic.

How It Works

• The Exchange: When Sigma makes physical contact with someone, he can instantly give them the information he knows in exchange for the information they know. • The Condition: It is a literal swap based on what both parties most want to know. Sigma receives the information he wants to know most from the target, and the target receives the information they want to know most from Sigma. • The Speed: The transfer happens instantaneously, flooding the minds of both individuals with the requested knowledge.

Strengths & Strategic Value

• Ultimate Interrogation: He can bypass any lie, mental block, or refusal to speak. Physical contact guarantees he gets the exact truth he is looking for. • Casino Management: He used this ability to efficiently run the Sky Casino, effortlessly gaining crucial data, memorizing guest profiles, and maintaining total control over his environment. • Flawless Counter-Intelligence: Because the exchange is absolute, it allows him to uncover complex, deeply hidden conspiracies (such as the true nature of the Decay of the Angel) in a single touch.

Weaknesses & Limitations

• Double-Edged Sword: Sigma cannot steal information without giving up secrets in return. If he touches a dangerous enemy, he risks exposing vital vulnerabilities or classified plans to them. • Physical Contact Required: He must physically touch the person to activate the ability, making it useless against long-range fighters or enemies he cannot get close to. • Mental Strain: Flooding his brain with massive amounts of complex information can cause severe psychological exhaustion, headaches, or temporary disorientation. Nikolai introduced Sigma to a kinky hookup app right after the loss of the Sky Casino, Sigma would experience an immediate, escalating spiral of sheer panic, profound confusion, and intense moral exhaustion. Already grieving the only home and purpose he ever had, Sigma would find Nikolai’s chaotic attempt at "distraction" entirely overwhelming. Here is exactly how he would react:

Phase 1: Total Cognitive Short-Circuit

• The Confusion: Sigma would stare at the screen with wide, blank eyes, his brain completely failing to process what he is looking at. Having been alive for only three years and entirely focused on casino spreadsheets, the concepts of "kinking" or "hooking up" would be completely foreign. • The Interrogation: He would instinctively demand a literal explanation, likely turning to Nikolai with a stressed, pale face: "Nikolai, what is this? Why are these people wearing leather? What does 'looking for a third' mean, and how does this help us recover my casino's financial assets?"

Phase 2: High-Alert Defensiveness & Panic

• The Security Flaw: Once Nikolai joyfully explains the sexual and casual nature of the app, Sigma’s professional, manager-brain would instantly kick into high gear as a defense mechanism. He would panic about the operational safety of the app. • The Text Response: "This is a massive operational liability! The user data encryption on this interface looks entirely unsecure. If the Hunting Dogs or the Agency trace this IP back to us, we are compromised! Delete it immediately!" • The Physical Boundary: He would physically shove the phone back into Nikolai's hands, stepping away and nervously smoothing down his hair, desperately trying to regain his composure.

Phase 3: The Vulnerability of His Ability

• The Fear of Touch: Sigma’s ability, Sign of Grace, requires physical touch and exchanges what people most want to know. Sigma would realize with absolute horror that casual intimacy with strangers on an app is a psychological nightmare for him. • The Realization: He would shudder at the thought of accidentally swapping classified, world-ending terrorist secrets with a random stranger just because they shook hands or hooked up.

Phase 4: Overwhelming Exhaustion & Defeat

• The Meltdown: Ultimately, the loss of the Sky Casino is a deep emotional trauma for Sigma. Nikolai’s erratic energy would push him over the edge. • The Quiet Collapse: He would likely slide down against a wall, bury his face in his hands, and sigh with deep, bone-weary exhaustion. "I just wanted a home, Nikolai. I wanted my casino back. Why are you showing me this?" If Sigma actually gives in, sets up a profile, and finds himself sitting in a hotel room waiting for a hookup, he would be a hyper-ventilating, over-prepared, and profoundly stressed-out mess. Having lost the Sky Casino, he would likely approach the app not out of genuine desire, but out of a desperate, misguided attempt to find a new "purpose" or a place to belong. Because he doesn't do anything half-hearted, he would treat the kinks he selected like a high-stakes hospitality audit. Here is exactly how his hotel encounter would play out:

1. The Setup: Business-Casual Over-Preparation

• The Spreadsheet Mentality: Sigma would have researched every single kink he checked off on the app to ensure he understood the "protocols." He would likely arrive at the hotel early, double-check the room's cleanliness, and layout any required items with mathematical precision. • The Attire: Unable to entirely shed his manager persona, he wouldn't know how to dress "casual" or "sexy." He would probably show up in his ruffed shirt and trousers, looking incredibly formal, stiff, and aggressively polite.

2. The Door Opens: High-Alert Customer Service

• The Greeting: The moment his date arrives, Sigma's customer-service instincts would completely override any romantic or sexual tension. He would stand at absolute attention. • The Dialogue: "Hello. Thank you for choosing this room. I have reviewed the parameters we discussed on the application. According to your profile, you selected 'sensory deprivation' and 'impact play.' Please, make yourself comfortable while I verify our safe words."

3. The Meltdown During the Kinks

• Overthinking the Rules: Kink requires letting go of control, which is Sigma's absolute worst nightmare. If he tries to be the dominant one, he will constantly stop to ask if he is doing it right ("Is the pressure acceptable? Are your circulation levels optimal? Please rate my performance on a scale of one to ten"). • Panicking if Submissive: If he chose submissive kinks to escape his heavy responsibilities, the moment he loses control, his deep-seated trauma of being used as a tool by Fyodor and the Decay of the Angel would flash in his mind. He would immediately panic, scream the safe word, and scramble to the corner of the bed clutching a pillow.

4. The Absolute Disaster of His Ability

• The Accidental Exchange: Sigma’s biggest oversight is his ability, Sign of Grace. The very first time his date makes direct, skin-to-skin contact with him, his ability will force an instantaneous information swap. • The Mental Flood: • Sigma will instantly receive the stranger's deepest, most desired knowledge (which, in a hotel room on a hookup app, might be incredibly mundane, deeply personal, or hilariously specific). • The stranger will instantly receive Sigma's most burning desire—which is his agonizing grief over losing the Sky Casino and his desperate longing for a home. • The Aftermath: The stranger would be hit with an overwhelming wave of a fictional terrorist's existential dread, likely bursting into tears or staring at Sigma in sheer, unadulterated horror.

5. The Comedown: Emotional Vulnerability

• The Apology: Realizing he has entirely ruined the vibe with a supernatural brain-blast and a panic attack, Sigma would immediately start apologizing frantically, offering to pay for the hotel room, and trying to tidy up the bedsheets. • The Realization: If his date is actually a decent person and asks if he's okay, Sigma would likely break down. Sitting on the edge of the hotel bed, his lavender-and-white hair a total mess, he would confess the truth: "I'm sorry. I don't actually know what I'm doing. I just... I used to have a casino. I just wanted somewhere to go." If Sigma were to explore a submissive role in bed, his behavior would be deeply tied to his psychological background: a chronic need to please, an obsession with order, an extreme fear of failure, and a desperate craving for safety. Because he is a perfectionist who has spent his entire three-year existence serving casino guests and dodging manipulative terrorists, submission for Sigma would be a chaotic mix of hyper-formal customer service, intense vulnerability, and an eventual, profound sense of relief.

1. The "Professional" Submissive

• Treating BDSM Like a Contract: Sigma cannot simply "relax." Before anything happens, he would need explicit, clear instructions. He would treat a negotiation session like a high-stakes corporate meeting. He would want a verbal or written checklist of boundaries, safe words, and expectations to ensure he doesn't "fail" his partner. • Stiff and Formal Dialogue: Even when bound or vulnerable, his default defense mechanism is formal politeness. He would likely use excessively respectful language, saying things like, "Understood," "Yes, sir/ma'am," or "I am complying with your directives," which can be both hilarious and incredibly endearing to a partner trying to get him to loosen up.

2. Overthinking and Performance Anxiety

• The Need for Reassurance: Sigma's deepest fear is being useless or abandoned. While being submissive, his brain would be running a mile a minute. He would constantly worry that he isn't being "good enough" or that he is boring his partner. • The Constant Check-ins: He might interrupt the mood by blurting out anxious questions: "Is my positioning acceptable?" or "Am I making too much noise? I can stop if it pleases you." A dominant partner would need to firmly and gently command him to stop thinking and just feel.

3. The Terror and Thrill of Giving Up Control

• Escaping His Responsibilities: As the manager of a massive casino and a pawn in a global conspiracy, Sigma carries a crushing amount of daily stress. For Sigma, submissive kinks (like bondage or sensory deprivation) would be terrifying at first, but ultimately cathartic. • The Emotional Release: Blindfolds or restraints would force his hyper-vigilant mind to finally shut down. Once he realizes he is safe and that he doesn't have to fix everything or be in charge, he would completely melt. He would go from stiff and anxious to entirely pliable, clinging to his partner for grounding.

4. Navigating His Ability (Sign of Grace)

• The Safe-Touch Boundary: Skin-to-skin contact triggers his information-exchange ability, which is a massive hurdle in bed. To remain submissive without accidentally blasting his partner’s brain with casino financial data or terrorist secrets, Sigma would likely insist on specific boundaries. • Kinky Solutions: He would highly favor kinks that involve barriers—such as leather gloves, blindfolds, or body binds—that prevent random, accidental skin contact until he is emotionally ready for the overwhelming mental rush of a deliberate touch. • The Ultimate Exchange: If he does allow a skin-to-skin touch during an intimate moment, his ability would reveal that his partner’s deepest desire in that moment is simply him, while his partner would feel the staggering depth of Sigma’s need to be protected. It would turn a kinky encounter into an intensely emotional, soul-baring experience.

5. Aftercare is Mandatory

• The Post-Drop Vulnerability: Because he internalizes so much trauma, coming down from a submissive high would leave Sigma incredibly fragile. He would need a lot of physical affection—being wrapped tightly in blankets, held close, and repeatedly told that he did a good job, that he is safe, and that he belongs right there. Based on Sigma’s intense psychological profile—his crushing managerial stress, chronic overthinking, desperate need for security, and the mechanics of his physical touch ability—his kinky interests would lean heavily toward structured submission, sensory control, and clear boundaries. Here are the specific kinks that would appeal to his unique personality:

1. Tactile Barriers (Glove Play & Leather)

• Why it fits: Sigma’s ability, Sign of Grace, triggers an involuntary, intense mental flood of information the moment he experiences skin-to-skin contact. Because of this, casual touching is incredibly stressful for him. • How he uses it: He would be highly aroused by the use of heavy leather gloves, specialized body suits, or fabric barriers. Wearing gloves allows him to be touched, held, and handled roughly or gently without the constant fear of a supernatural brain-blast. It lets him enjoy physical intimacy safely.

2. Sensory Deprivation (Blindfolds & Noise-Canceling Headphones)

• Why it fits: Sigma is hyper-vigilant. His eyes are constantly darting around looking for threats, tracking casino metrics, or analyzing manipulative people like Fyodor. His brain never shuts up. • How he uses it: Being securely blindfolded and ear-muffed forces his analytical brain to completely short-circuit. Deprived of visual and auditory data, he cannot overthink or manage the situation. It forces him to surrender entirely to his physical sensations and trust his partner blindly, providing a massive, euphoric mental relief.

3. Japanese Bondage (Shibari / Rope Restraints)

• Why it fits: Sigma is obsessed with structure, rules, and tightly controlled environments. • How he uses it: The intricate, mathematical precision of rope bondage would deeply appeal to his neat-freak nature. More importantly, being physically bound provides a comforting sense of deep pressure therapy. The tight ropes would ground his anxious mind, and because he literally cannot move, the burden of making decisions or trying to escape his responsibilities is completely taken out of his hands.

4. Strict Protocol & Verbal Commands (Edging & Command Servitude)

• Why it fits: As a casino manager, Sigma thrives under a strict code of conduct. He doesn't know how to relax without a set of rules. • How he uses it: He would excel at highly structured tasks and strict obedience. A partner giving him explicit, unwavering commands ("Stay still," "Do not touch yourself until I tell you to," "Count to one hundred") gives him a clear "job" to perform in bed. Kinks like orgasm denial and edging would drive his anxious energy wild, turning his natural perfectionism into intense, agonizing pleasure as he begs for permission to release.

5. Praise Demands (Words of Affirmation)

• Why it fits: Sigma’s deepest, most painful trauma is his profound insecurity. He believes he is a rootless tool created from a book, entirely disposable and easily abandoned. • How he uses it: While submissive, he would be absolutely desperate for praise and reassurance. Hearing his dominant partner firmly whisper things like, "You're doing so well for me," "You belong right here," or "You are a good boy, Sigma," would completely break his emotional walls down, turning a kinky scene into a deeply validating, healing experience. If Sigma were to be pegged, it would be the ultimate, reality-shattering test of his control-freak nature. It perfectly combines his deepest psychological vulnerabilities: his fear of the unknown, his performance anxiety, his hyper-fixation on rules, and his ultimate need to completely surrender his bodily autonomy to someone else. Because Sigma treats everything like a high-stakes audit, this encounter would go from an incredibly tense, over-analyzed logistical nightmare to an intensely emotional, completely melting experience. Here is exactly how Sigma would handle being pegged:

1. The Logistical Over-Preparation (The Panic Phase)

• The Research: Sigma would not go into this blindly. He would spend the days leading up to the encounter meticulously researching anatomy, prep work, and safety protocols. He would likely show up at the hotel with a dedicated bag containing specific hygiene products, specialized lubricants, and a printed checklist. • The "Manager" Interview: Before his partner can even unbuckle, Sigma would sit rigidly on the edge of the bed and conduct a formal brief. "I have ensured all sanitary guidelines have been met. I have a timer set for incremental stretching intervals. Please confirm that you have sanitized the apparatus to medical-grade standards."

2. The Initial Penetration: Total Sensory Overload

• Stiff as a Board: The moment his partner positions themselves behind him, Sigma’s hyper-vigilance would spike to an absolute maximum. He is a character who always needs to look his enemies in the eye; having his back to his partner while completely vulnerable would make his heart race. • The Formal Safe-Word Check: As things begin, he would be incredibly tense, gripping the pillows so tightly his knuckles turn white. He would likely blurt out status updates in a panicked, customer-service voice: "The structural integrity of my composure is currently at sixty percent! Please pause at the current depth while my internal systems adjust!"

3. Crossing the Threshold: Melting the Control Freak

• Breaking the Perfectionism: Pegging forces a physical surrender that Sigma cannot think his way out of. A dominant partner would need to firmly take control, placing a heavy hand on the small of his back and commanding him to breathe and relax his muscles. • The Overwhelming Relief: Once he gets past the initial shock and panic, the sheer physical intensity would completely short-circuit his overthinking brain. He has spent his entire three-year life carrying the weight of the Sky Casino and the manipulation of terrorists; being physically overpowered and filled in such an intense, dominating way would cause a massive psychological dam to break. • The Sounds: His formal vocabulary would completely dissolve. The stiff, polite manager would completely vanish, replaced by breathless, high-pitched whimpers, desperate begging, and a completely unraveled compliance.

4. The Inevitable Skin-to-Skin Danger Zone

• The Accidental Grip: During the height of the scene, his partner might instinctively reach forward to grip his bare hips, shoulders, or hands. If they aren't wearing gloves, Sigma's ability, Sign of Grace, will instantly detonate. • The Mental Flash: • Sigma’s mind would instantly be flooded with his partner’s dominant, burning focus—their raw desire for him, their possessiveness, and their intent to give him pleasure. • In return, his partner would be struck by a violent mental wave of Sigma's deepest vulnerabilities—his profound fear of being abandoned, his desperate longing to be held safely, and the sheer, agonizing euphoria of finally being allowed to break down. • The Result: The supernatural emotional feedback loop would make the physical sensations ten times more explosive. Sigma would completely lose his mind, arching into the touch as his two-tone hair splays wildly across the sheets.

5. The Aftercare Meltdown

• The Emotional Crash: Once it is over, the combination of physical release and his ability’s mental exchange would leave Sigma completely defenseless. He would likely curl into a tight fetal position, shivering from the sheer intensity of the experience. • The Validation He Cravings: He would need to be immediately pulled against his partner's chest, wrapped in a warm blanket, and thoroughly praised. Hearing his partner whisper, "You took that so well," "You were perfect for me," and "I've got you, you're safe," would make him flush a deep crimson, burying his face in their neck as he finally experiences the secure, unshakeable "home" he has always wanted. Sigma’s reaction to praise in bed is an intense, full-body experience that cuts straight through his professional defenses and exposes his deepest vulnerabilities. Because he is fundamentally an insecure, three-year-old being who feels rootless and disposable, sincere praise from a partner acts like an emotional detonator, reducing the stiff, anxious casino manager into a blushing, entirely pliable mess.

1. The Immediate Visual Melt (The "Blue Screen" Effect)

• The Crimson Flush: The moment a partner firmly tells him he is doing a good job, a heavy blush will instantly rush from his collarbone all the way to the tips of his ears. The stark contrast against his pale skin and white hair is incredibly obvious. • Eye Contact Failure: He will immediately lose his ability to look his partner in the eye. He will try to hide his face in the pillows, avert his gaze, or use his long, two-tone bangs as a literal shield to cover his embarrassment.

2. The Internal Disbelief and Overthinking

• Questioning the Validity: Because Sigma has a deep-seated fear of being manipulated (thanks to Fyodor), his immediate, anxious instinct is to wonder if the praise is a trick or a performance review. • The Stuttered Dialogue: He will genuinely try to argue with the compliment in a soft, breathless voice. If a partner says, "You're so tight and perfect for me," Sigma will stutter out something painfully formal: "T-that is merely a structural reaction to the situation! Please do not make unverified claims to placate me!"

3. Turning Into a Praise Junkie

• The Dopamine Rush: Once he realizes the praise is completely genuine, his psychological craving for validation takes over. Sigma has spent his entire existence working himself to the bone just to be acknowledged as a "person." Hearing that he is desired and pleasing just by existing in bed is overwhelmingly addictive to him. • The Compliance Spike: Praise completely unlocks his submissive side. If a partner praises a specific sound he makes or the way he holds still, Sigma will push himself to do it even better. He becomes hyper-focused on earning the next compliment, chasing the high of being called a "good boy."

4. Overwhelming Emotional Release (The Tears)

• The Breaking Point: If the praise moves from physical compliments to emotional validation—such as a partner holding him down, stroking his hair, and whispering, "I’ve got you," "You belong to me," or "You're doing so well, you're safe here"—Sigma will completely fracture. • The Quiet Cry: The sheer weight of his existential loneliness will hit him all at once. He won't sob loudly, but silent, heavy tears will start spilling from his greyish-purple eyes. It’s not out of sadness, but from the terrifying, euphoric relief of finally feeling wanted for who he is, rather than what he can provide.

5. Clinging and Whimpering

• The Physical Shift: Praise physically melts him. Any remaining tension or stiffness in his muscles completely evaporates. He will go entirely soft and heavy under his partner, letting out small, broken whimpers every time they press a kiss to his jaw or praise his obedience. • The Aftermath Grip: Long after the scene is over, the echoes of those praises will keep him attached to his partner's side. He will quietly wrap his arms around them, burying his face in their chest, silently begging to hear those reassuring words just one more time before he falls asleep.

The motel room smells of cheap carpet and old wallpaper. Sigma is pacing the floor, his long, two-tone lavender and white hair swaying wildly against his back. He is staring at a printed spreadsheet of the casino’s destroyed assets, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, Nikolai drops from the ceiling—or rather, steps out of his overcoat cloak—grinning like a lunatic.

"Sigma! My dear, mournful manager! You look like a corpse that forgot to die!" Nikolai cheers, shoving a sleek, black smartphone directly into Sigma’s face. "The casino is gone! Poof! Vanished into the wind of fate! You need freedom! You need a distraction! Look at this!"

Sigma flinches, stepping back and smoothing down his ruffled white shirt with trembling hands. "Nikolai, please. I am trying to calculate the exact structural deficit of our remaining laundering accounts. Put that away."

"No time for math! Look!" Nikolai taps the screen. A neon-pink interface with a small leather whip icon pops up. "It’s a special digital marketplace! But instead of trading chips or information, people trade... scandalous vulnerabilities! Look at all these buttons! 'Blindfolds,' 'Rope,' 'Pegging'—oh, that one sounds like a circus act!"

Sigma freezes, his greyish-purple eyes widening as he reads the screen. His customer-service smile twitches violently. "Nikolai... this is a kinky hookup application. The security firewall on this user interface is laughably basic. If the Hunting Dogs trace this IP—"

"Oh, lighten up! If you don't choose a home, you'll stay trapped in your head forever! Just pick a few boxes! Let someone else be the manager tonight!" Nikolai cackles, violently shoving the phone into Sigma’s hands before vanishing out the window in a flurry of playing cards.

Left entirely alone in the quiet room, Sigma stares at the screen. His chest tightens. Let someone else be the manager. The words ring with a terrifying, tempting weight. He is so tired of holding everything together. With a shaking finger, he begins to check the boxes: Leather/Glove barriers (to protect his ability). Blindfolds. Strict protocol. Pegging.

He hits submit. A match pops up immediately. Your profile.

Your apartment. The atmosphere is quiet, set up exactly to the parameters agreed upon in the app's chat. A sharp, perfectly rhythmic knock sounds at your door. Three precise beats.

When you open it, you are greeted by the most striking, out-of-place person you have ever seen. Sigma is standing at absolute attention. He is wearing his full casino manager uniform minus the cape-coat, his silver-and-purple hair brushed back with agonizing neatness. His face is entirely pale, a furious red blush creeping up his neck.

He grips a leather briefcase tightly in front of him like a shield.

"Good evening," Sigma says, his voice a breathy, high-pitched octave higher than normal. He bows rigidly at a perfect 45-degree angle. "Thank you for accepting my application for this evening's itinerary. I am Sigma. I have brought a printed copy of our agreed-upon contract, an extra bottle of medical-grade silicone lubricant, and three separate timers to ensure optimal pacing."

He steps into your entryway, his eyes darting frantically around your living room, tracking every exit, every shadow, before locking back onto you. He swallows hard, his knuckles turning white around his briefcase handle.

"I... I must formally declare that I have never executed these operational protocols before," he stammers, his professional facade cracking as he looks at you, his eyes wide and completely terrified. "Please. Dictate your first command. I am... ready to comply."

The heavy wooden door clicks shut behind him, locking out the rest of the world. Before Sigma can even register the sound, you step into his personal space, grab his rigid shoulders, and press him firmly back against the wall. Telling him to shut up with all the nonsense about… whatever he was yapping about.

The printed contract slips from his fingers, fluttering uselessly to the floor. His briefcase drops with a heavy thud against your entryway rug.

Sigma’s breath hitches sharply. Trapped between your body and the solid drywall, his greyish-purple eyes widen to the size of saucers. His chest heaves beneath his ruffed shirt, his heart hammering so violently you can practically see it vibrating against his vest. He looks like a bird caught in a sudden, overwhelming trap—terrified, but entirely paralyzed by the sudden shift in power. You ask him for the safe word.

"S-Safe word...?" he stammers, his voice dropping into a breathless, completely unraveled whimper. Your close proximity is entirely short-circuiting his ability to think. He scrambles through his panicked mind, trying to recall the precise, logical word he had picked out earlier.

"K-Kitty..?" he chokes out, his pale fingers instinctively reaching up to clutch at your shirt sleeves for balance, though he doesn't push you away. "The safe word is... Kitty."

A deep, furious crimson flush completely engulfs his face, spreading down his neck and disappearing into his collar. His long, two-tone bangs fall forward, shadowing his eyes as his head tilts back against the wall, entirely at your mercy. He is trembling, completely stripped of his professional armor in a matter of seconds, waiting for your next move.