"Lights full." Lexx stated flatly. Mood successfully ruined. "Music off."
Chel looked down at the floor, realizing that she had done it again. She was having a difficult time turning away Lexx's advances without making him upset. Only … she was wrong.
'… it hurts …' This time, Lexx had accepted that he had to withdraw. He quieted the annoying voice screeching taunts in the back of his head and took a moment to gather his thoughts. 'I don't want to want anything from Chel, but I do. I don't want that feeling,… everyone wants something from me. I realized that a long time ago.' The same things Lexx had thought about before were echoing through his thoughts. 'I want Chel to go. I want her to stay. In this short time, so much has changed in my life. I would never want to treat Chel like I've been treated.'
Lexx considered his actions. Twice, three times, more; his advances had been deflected, not because they were fully unwanted, but maybe inappropriate for the time. He took a step back mentally and considered. This was not a premium visitation. This was not something that would take a couple of hours and then be over.
He was causing the uncomfortable situation, not Chel. It was time to change. He needed a new strategy.
