[Well. That’s as explicit of a go-ahead as any. Which, let’s hope Livio knows what he’s asking for, because the moment Livio suddenly starts upping the pressure and the pace is when Wolfwood just snaps.
The moan that escapes him is pitched and breathy, a far cry from the usual sounds he can be caught making. It’s open and unfettered, as genuine a reaction as they come. And instead of purposely stifling it this time, he decides to combine it with sinking his teeth into Livio’s shoulder again, except this time it is a proper bite. Deep enough to bleed, but not so deep that his healing won’t take care of it.
He can’t speak anymore, he couldn’t not even if his mouth were free. All he can do is breathe out desperate sounds that strangle themselves in the back of his throat, his body taught like a bowstring as he climbs further and further up that blissful peak. He’s close, and he tells Livio as much by the way he grips at him with his hands, fingers clawed as they rake against the backs of his shoulders.]
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The moan that escapes him is pitched and breathy, a far cry from the usual sounds he can be caught making. It’s open and unfettered, as genuine a reaction as they come. And instead of purposely stifling it this time, he decides to combine it with sinking his teeth into Livio’s shoulder again, except this time it is a proper bite. Deep enough to bleed, but not so deep that his healing won’t take care of it.
He can’t speak anymore, he couldn’t not even if his mouth were free. All he can do is breathe out desperate sounds that strangle themselves in the back of his throat, his body taught like a bowstring as he climbs further and further up that blissful peak. He’s close, and he tells Livio as much by the way he grips at him with his hands, fingers clawed as they rake against the backs of his shoulders.]