Part Deux...oh, joy
This, amazingly enough, took the longest amount of time to edit out of the fics I've done so far...
I hope it makes sense and that it goes well with the first one.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but lint and books. Which is enough... :D

And I nod

You have the right to conduct me. And I don't think I care.

Once you told me I would understand what it means to be a "gentleman". That one day I would truly become the military's lapdog.

I think now I might finally understand what it is you meant by that statement.

My independence was forfeit the moment that I first gave in to you. That first time I allowed your touch. Were those caressses and murmured endearments just tools to break me down further?

Were your interests centered around passion? Or were they focused on my destruction?

Or can you even distinguish the difference yourself?

Even before I had given myself over completely, I had danced to your strings. However, those were ties of a different sort. These new ties to my heart, have condemned me.

And your fingers have shown me, you have the right to conduct me.