[ There's urgency in him, the helplessness of a creature who wants something so bad and can't possibly explain exactly how. Dom helps Theo turn around, hanging over him, breathing hard, something vulnerable trying to break through the feral thing that's taken over his claws, his fangs, his eyes. ]
[His voice is soft but not quiet - he swallows hard, reaching for Dom to pull him close. He starts with another kiss because the motion of putting his mouth to Dom's neck leads him to that so naturally. But then he starts to nip, starts to bite, testing his teeth against his skin. All the while his magic thrums through him, healing away any marks on his skin before he starts channeling it into something else - for the first time. He wants there to be bite to his bite, so he focuses on that, giving himself a little more power behind the first hard bite of Dom's shoulder. He staggers it, pushing mentally through the block that comes from being in his own head, clamping down tighter still after that.]
[ Dom's eyes are open when Theo bites down, mouth gaping after a shaky moan, muscles tense and skin louder the harder teeth clench. The jolt of arousal is so sudden and heavy that he thinks he might come in a few more seconds, gripping Theo's arm, holding his breath with a grunt. A shiver blooms down his whole body, arms covered in goosebumps; precome overflows and marks a wet spot in his clothes, cock begging to jerk free and hang at full mast. ]
Y-yeah—
[ He shifts, hips against Theo's groin, blindly chasing friction and pressure against the rigid curve of his bulge in slow humps. ]
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Use your teeth.
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[His voice is soft but not quiet - he swallows hard, reaching for Dom to pull him close. He starts with another kiss because the motion of putting his mouth to Dom's neck leads him to that so naturally. But then he starts to nip, starts to bite, testing his teeth against his skin. All the while his magic thrums through him, healing away any marks on his skin before he starts channeling it into something else - for the first time. He wants there to be bite to his bite, so he focuses on that, giving himself a little more power behind the first hard bite of Dom's shoulder. He staggers it, pushing mentally through the block that comes from being in his own head, clamping down tighter still after that.]
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Y-yeah—
[ He shifts, hips against Theo's groin, blindly chasing friction and pressure against the rigid curve of his bulge in slow humps. ]