The hand around his throat didn't really cause him pain in the traditional sense, but the pressure was good, the pressure was one of the few non-pain ways to make his brain decide that the Sight wasn't worth it right now, so he liked it just as much. He gave up on watching and laid his head back, stretching his neck out a little for that hand. If Lucien was gonna pull any shit he would have already, so Jamie just let himself feel, still rocking up into that extra-heated body.
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