[A small, amused sound at that, but now he's concentrating on this. It both pleases and baffles him that Astaroth is reacting so strongly to him. He lets his nails trail on the tender flesh of that inner thigh, while the other hand comes up to run lightly over the nape of his neck— before sinking into and gripping those blue locks, just enough to give a sting.
no subject
He whispers breathily into his ear.]
Is this what you were hoping for?