[He's trembling ever so slightly, looking a bit pale... but then, he always looks pale. But while that might extend to the skin of his neck and chest, which might just be a bit more exposed now for how much Reign was pawing at him before-- his face still manages to look flushed. He's lost a lot of blood, but just as quickly, his body was working to replenish it. Were he in better physical condition, it would have been instantaneous, but even this much isn't enough to hurt him. No, he's trembling for a different reason.]
[It's been a very, very long time since anyone has ever been able to bring him down so low like this -- to have him clinging and near-begging, shaking as his body aches for more. Is he dizzy from the blood loss, or did some of that tea get into his bloodstream while he was feeding? He's not sure what that was, but what he does know is he liked it. Maybe a bit too much, even. He's tenting his own pants at this point.]
Say... why did you stop?
[He tugs Reign back, his grip still just as strong as ever despite how long Reign was feeding on him. There's really no hiding the lust in his eyes, nor how breathless he sounds -- but it might be hard to say how much is genuine, and how much might just be from Feign's pheromones. The truth was somewhat 50/50 -- but that's still not enough for Mephisto to mind.]
Aren't you going to finish what you started? I don't allow just anyone to touch me like this. You've been given a very rare opportunity, Mr. Fear -- it would be a shame to waste it.
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[He's trembling ever so slightly, looking a bit pale... but then, he always looks pale. But while that might extend to the skin of his neck and chest, which might just be a bit more exposed now for how much Reign was pawing at him before-- his face still manages to look flushed. He's lost a lot of blood, but just as quickly, his body was working to replenish it. Were he in better physical condition, it would have been instantaneous, but even this much isn't enough to hurt him. No, he's trembling for a different reason.]
[It's been a very, very long time since anyone has ever been able to bring him down so low like this -- to have him clinging and near-begging, shaking as his body aches for more. Is he dizzy from the blood loss, or did some of that tea get into his bloodstream while he was feeding? He's not sure what that was, but what he does know is he liked it. Maybe a bit too much, even. He's tenting his own pants at this point.]
Say... why did you stop?
[He tugs Reign back, his grip still just as strong as ever despite how long Reign was feeding on him. There's really no hiding the lust in his eyes, nor how breathless he sounds -- but it might be hard to say how much is genuine, and how much might just be from Feign's pheromones. The truth was somewhat 50/50 -- but that's still not enough for Mephisto to mind.]
Aren't you going to finish what you started? I don't allow just anyone to touch me like this. You've been given a very rare opportunity, Mr. Fear -- it would be a shame to waste it.