[ floyd pauses, the vestiges of seriousness and concentration being wicked away when riddle inquires about the unique form of punishment that has been getting trialed by azul. he's such an innocent little goldfishie! he swims in his bowl whose water hasn't been touched by someone from the outside despite being in a school full of very, very hungry predators. one of them might be preparing him a delicious meal in mere moments! and there floyd is, tilting his head with a growing grin. among other things, as he thinks about... ]

That depends on whether you're willin' to stuff a little thing inside someone's asshole.

[ just not going to pretend it's anything but that. it's why he's cackling now, leaning against riddle and less so into the couch. ]

It nudges right up against their real sensitive spot. Ya know, the one I always hit when I get in ya all the way inside?

[ he sticks out the tip of his tongue. yeah. riddle should know what he's talking about by now. ]

Anyway~ maybe I could demonstrate what it's like for ya. Think there are a couple of loose ones around, want me to go look?