"Mhmm..." Low and lazy and half asleep. "Rosso mio."
There was a warmth to the endearment, something similar but not quite the same tone that he used when speaking Antivan to or at Jack and Eugene. Not quite the same depth of emotion, though there was sentiment enough in the statement. "His tongue is as talented as it is wicked. He was not gentle and I had no desire for him to be."
A rough coupling it had been. Biting and bruising and he'd been aching in so many delicious ways afterward and if he was normal he would shiver and sigh and start to pet Jack in inappropriate and fascinating ways. But he did not. He smiled and nuzzled Jack's shoulder instead.
"After the third round he invited that demon to join. It was very interesting. I may still have bruises."
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There was a warmth to the endearment, something similar but not quite the same tone that he used when speaking Antivan to or at Jack and Eugene. Not quite the same depth of emotion, though there was sentiment enough in the statement. "His tongue is as talented as it is wicked. He was not gentle and I had no desire for him to be."
A rough coupling it had been. Biting and bruising and he'd been aching in so many delicious ways afterward and if he was normal he would shiver and sigh and start to pet Jack in inappropriate and fascinating ways. But he did not. He smiled and nuzzled Jack's shoulder instead.
"After the third round he invited that demon to join. It was very interesting. I may still have bruises."