[ he enjoys and relishes every touch, leaning into him with a sound that's almost a whine--in any case it's wanting, and he stretches out his neck easily for each bit of skin that anderson wants to press his mouth to.
he's happier when his mouth returns though, kissing him--though pausing long enough for him to speak, and lofting an eyebrow slightly. he doesn't respond at first, just resting against him with his eyes closed, content in the moment, and when he speaks it's in a low drawl, borderline fond. ]
Yes, Anderson?
[ certainly more personal than calling him 'father' or 'priest,' since anderson's been kind enough to use his name instead of vampire. ]
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he's happier when his mouth returns though, kissing him--though pausing long enough for him to speak, and lofting an eyebrow slightly. he doesn't respond at first, just resting against him with his eyes closed, content in the moment, and when he speaks it's in a low drawl, borderline fond. ]
Yes, Anderson?
[ certainly more personal than calling him 'father' or 'priest,' since anderson's been kind enough to use his name instead of vampire. ]