[Did Reign perhaps miss the implication Mephisto was making before by telling him to get on his knees? Ah, but perhaps this was better after all. Seeing him groveling down there after that little bit of sulking he did sent a shiver down his spine... he can't help himself. He lifts his other leg to rest the sole of his boot against Reign's shoulder, leaning down lower to once more grab as his chin and pull his face up -- perhaps just enough to be a bit uncomfortable with the way Reign is kneeling down there.]
Oh, so it's my blood you wanted? Why didn't you say so! And here I thought you were aiming for something a little sweeter.
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[Hehehehehhe.]
[Did Reign perhaps miss the implication Mephisto was making before by telling him to get on his knees? Ah, but perhaps this was better after all. Seeing him groveling down there after that little bit of sulking he did sent a shiver down his spine... he can't help himself. He lifts his other leg to rest the sole of his boot against Reign's shoulder, leaning down lower to once more grab as his chin and pull his face up -- perhaps just enough to be a bit uncomfortable with the way Reign is kneeling down there.]
Oh, so it's my blood you wanted? Why didn't you say so! And here I thought you were aiming for something a little sweeter.