[ Jim'll never be into outright pain, but one of the reasons he likes sex so much is the overwhelming intensity of it. So hell yeah, he likes that contrast, and doesn't at all mind fingernails on his back. (Though if he draws blood and starts trying to scrape in demonic symbols or something, then they'll have words.) ]
I like, [ and Jim exhales, a hiss through his teeth, feeling the burning threads along his back, ] feeling things.
[ He looks up, eyes bright, a little dilated. ] And making sure you do. [ One hand slips up as he talks, stroking along his chest, fingertips finding that red mark. ]
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I like, [ and Jim exhales, a hiss through his teeth, feeling the burning threads along his back, ] feeling things.
[ He looks up, eyes bright, a little dilated. ] And making sure you do. [ One hand slips up as he talks, stroking along his chest, fingertips finding that red mark. ]