[Abby is thoroughly convinced he made the right choice, withdrawing his teeth, just to continue right on sucking on the sore spot until it was a dark, angry shade. He's like an animal marking his territory, ensuring everyone knows that this one is his. He does slightly soothe the abused skin with his tongue, chuckling sleepily.
Romance's hands feel just as good against his skin now as they did last night, that startled sound and chastisement making something fond flutter in Abby's gut.
He pushes himself up to look at Romance, hands braced on either side of his head, looming over the other man with his bulk. Truly, he's enjoying this far more than he expected, pleased to see Romance before he was able to perfect himself for the day, still mussed from sleep.]
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Romance's hands feel just as good against his skin now as they did last night, that startled sound and chastisement making something fond flutter in Abby's gut.
He pushes himself up to look at Romance, hands braced on either side of his head, looming over the other man with his bulk. Truly, he's enjoying this far more than he expected, pleased to see Romance before he was able to perfect himself for the day, still mussed from sleep.]
Morning, beautiful.