[The bite is so light, but he still likes the feeling, even if the pressure is almost negligible; teeth on skin, just pressing, testing. Even if Verglius was concerned about not being able to hold back, he's still exercising more caution than he can remember anyone ever having for him.
It's kind of sweet, honestly.
Daan sighs at the bite, gently brushing his fingers through the other man's hair.] Good. [He says by way of assurance, positive affirmation.
Yes, he still wants whatever Vergilius is willing to give him. He settles more of his weight, slight as it is, against him. With his free hand, he takes a bit more assertion, plucking at one of the buttons of Vergilius' shirt. Just undoing one to start with, patiently waiting to see his reaction.
The last thing he wants is to push for something the man is going to regret.]
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It's kind of sweet, honestly.
Daan sighs at the bite, gently brushing his fingers through the other man's hair.] Good. [He says by way of assurance, positive affirmation.
Yes, he still wants whatever Vergilius is willing to give him. He settles more of his weight, slight as it is, against him. With his free hand, he takes a bit more assertion, plucking at one of the buttons of Vergilius' shirt. Just undoing one to start with, patiently waiting to see his reaction.
The last thing he wants is to push for something the man is going to regret.]