Seconds of lull ticks into minutes.
As the weight of the tense silence hangs heavy in the air, it feels like an eternity passes, each moment stretched thin with the palpable tension between us. I kneel before him, unmoving, while he stands there, his gaze fixed upon me with an intensity that borders on disbelief. His mouth opens and closes, a silent symphony of unspoken words, as if he is grappling with thoughts too tumultuous to articulate.
For the first time in our encounter, he seems truly at a loss for words, a fact that both surprises and emboldens me. Why? Wasn’t he an uncontrollable berserk beast a while ago? He wanted me on my knees to punish me, right? Well, what is he waiting for?
Summoning my courage, I break the silence with a challenge, my voice cutting through the stillnes
