[Red Wine chuckles quietly, holding the sound in the back of his throat as he responds lightly to the next kiss and steps back again, abruptly sitting down on the bed rather than falling.]
It's been a while, and I'm used to you punching me when you get that close.
[He points this out with a wry smile, lifting one hand to trail his fingers up Steak's stomach from the top of his trousers. Then he looks up, flashing a quick and crooked grin that shows off one sharp fang.]
You're not telling me that you're not up for the challenge of figuring out what works for me?
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Date: 2020-07-22 09:58 pm (UTC)It's been a while, and I'm used to you punching me when you get that close.
[He points this out with a wry smile, lifting one hand to trail his fingers up Steak's stomach from the top of his trousers. Then he looks up, flashing a quick and crooked grin that shows off one sharp fang.]
You're not telling me that you're not up for the challenge of figuring out what works for me?