You know. Just for the first point, you can have a pass. But do not try biting me. My armor is dangerous for the ones like you. It contains a fragment of the True Cross.
a soft, lazy sound of contentment and he's relaxing against dex, boneless. tongue sneaks out to lap at the pad of dex's fingers, chasing the remnants of blood that linger there from dick's mouth.
He licked his lips. His fingers found Dick's lips and caressed them. He let out his breath as he cleaned the blood. His eyes sparkled; he liked seeing Dick like this. He smiled slightly and kissed the man on the forehead.
grip on dex’s shoulders relax, and miraculously the soothing seems to work. tongue catches blood, and it's messy, uncoordinated still — he hasn't done this enough times to be practiced and clean.
