[ he's hyper-focused in this moment, on exactly what's happening, and each sound is nice, but the keen drags a shudder out of him and he presses harder into the bite, a low moan grating out against his skin. it's a lot to take in at once, really, even other aspects aside.
he does pull back a bit to lap at the wound, and though it closes well enough the moment doesn't end there. he bites again in a slightly different spot, just as carefully, just as intently, just as thoroughly. the leg around him isn't ignored--he shifts as close as he can, pressed flat against anderson as much as he can, so that there's no space between them. even without being pinned, he has no intention of going anywhere.
the fingers at his back idle at the bumps of his spine, easily, and he lets out a whine against the skin that sounds almost aching. ]
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he does pull back a bit to lap at the wound, and though it closes well enough the moment doesn't end there. he bites again in a slightly different spot, just as carefully, just as intently, just as thoroughly. the leg around him isn't ignored--he shifts as close as he can, pressed flat against anderson as much as he can, so that there's no space between them. even without being pinned, he has no intention of going anywhere.
the fingers at his back idle at the bumps of his spine, easily, and he lets out a whine against the skin that sounds almost aching. ]