[ Percival is concerned, because aside from having little control over their urges, to have this be someone else's first experience is extremely... well, it could potentially be traumatizing, couldn't it? And yet, he finds it difficult to hold on to that worry for too long when he feels the hint of fangs trace along his throat, making his skin flush with need. He swallows hard. ]
Are you... absolutely sure? You realize... [ Even as he continues, an attempt to keep his voice low, his fingertips search urgently along Keaton's thighs, hooking beneath the other's waistband. ]
That you may well regret this later, don't you? [ Or maybe he won't Maybe not everyone was like Percival, who tried to present himself as disciplined at all times. Even while he poses the question, he shifts his gaze to their sides. They're alone for now, but--
He presses hard against Keaton, providing resistance against his hold, intent on grabbing the other's wrist and pulling him into the nearest room. Hopefully it's empty. Who knows what purpose it serves, but what does it matter? ]
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Are you... absolutely sure? You realize... [ Even as he continues, an attempt to keep his voice low, his fingertips search urgently along Keaton's thighs, hooking beneath the other's waistband. ]
That you may well regret this later, don't you? [ Or maybe he won't Maybe not everyone was like Percival, who tried to present himself as disciplined at all times. Even while he poses the question, he shifts his gaze to their sides. They're alone for now, but--
He presses hard against Keaton, providing resistance against his hold, intent on grabbing the other's wrist and pulling him into the nearest room. Hopefully it's empty. Who knows what purpose it serves, but what does it matter? ]