[Reign’s blood mostly just tasted coppery, but Chuuya has never been into bloodplay for the taste. It’s something much more intimate than that, but it’s also something he can’t quite explain when he’s in the heat of the moment like this.
Chuuya is satisfied with what Reign has given him so far, and he leaves another tiny cut on the underside of Reign’s chin. He has no desire to carve him up, but a few cuts here and there never hurt anyone. Not much, anyway.
He presses the flat of the knife against Reign’s lips, urging him to lick it clean.]
You look nice like this.
[His other hand reaches down to rub Reign through his pants, teasing him and getting a feel for just how excited he is from all this.]
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Chuuya is satisfied with what Reign has given him so far, and he leaves another tiny cut on the underside of Reign’s chin. He has no desire to carve him up, but a few cuts here and there never hurt anyone. Not much, anyway.
He presses the flat of the knife against Reign’s lips, urging him to lick it clean.]
You look nice like this.
[His other hand reaches down to rub Reign through his pants, teasing him and getting a feel for just how excited he is from all this.]