"What, don't think you can last long enough to wait for that?" Blitzø retorts, letting himself be dragged up into the kiss. He nips at Johann's mouth as they part, a rumble of a purr in his chest as he drops down again. He fully intends to make good on fucking Johann too, and have some fun with those tentacles if he can manage it, but first things first...
He doesn't immediately go for the prize, despite what Johann might expect. Instead Blitzø works his teeth in scrapes and careful nips against the inside of the other man's thighs, leaving the occasional bruise and watching in delight as it immediately fades from sight. He knows better than to break skin and risk Johann's blood and who knew what effect that might have on him, but getting to see his handiwork and a reminder of how resistant to injury Johann is was reassuring.
Finally turning his attention to the goal at hand, Blitzø traces his tongue against Johann's perineum and against his hole, taking a moment to press his thumb against Johann's opening afterwards. "Fuck, should have asked if you had lube here."
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He doesn't immediately go for the prize, despite what Johann might expect. Instead Blitzø works his teeth in scrapes and careful nips against the inside of the other man's thighs, leaving the occasional bruise and watching in delight as it immediately fades from sight. He knows better than to break skin and risk Johann's blood and who knew what effect that might have on him, but getting to see his handiwork and a reminder of how resistant to injury Johann is was reassuring.
Finally turning his attention to the goal at hand, Blitzø traces his tongue against Johann's perineum and against his hole, taking a moment to press his thumb against Johann's opening afterwards. "Fuck, should have asked if you had lube here."