[Oh, he was enjoying it. Immensely. Even if he weren't looking, chances are Reign would be able to feel Mephisto's gaze taking him in, nearly unblinking as he watched every subtle movement and slip of cloth against skin. It wasn't quite a strip tease, but keeping it more subtle actually appealed more to Mephisto's own interests -- it felt more genuine like this. It let him know Reign was as into this encounter as he was.]
[The hand on her chin slides up further, biting one of his knuckles to spare his lip the abuse, but all the while imagining marking up that pale, smooth skin of his with bite and scratch marks. Ah, but first he needed to help him get clean, yes? He already had an idea in mind for how to go about doing that... and perhaps he could take the opportunity to give Reign another "lesson in patience" -- since that seemed to go over so well the first time.]
[But for now he watches, not yet reaching out to touch, but very obviously fighting the urge.]
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[The hand on her chin slides up further, biting one of his knuckles to spare his lip the abuse, but all the while imagining marking up that pale, smooth skin of his with bite and scratch marks. Ah, but first he needed to help him get clean, yes? He already had an idea in mind for how to go about doing that... and perhaps he could take the opportunity to give Reign another "lesson in patience" -- since that seemed to go over so well the first time.]
[But for now he watches, not yet reaching out to touch, but very obviously fighting the urge.]