"All the better reason to keep you." He'd been talking about denied orgasm, but it was all well and good - he wasn't getting shoved off and he liked the still fresh and new sensation of Cass's stubble against his lips.

"Do you bruise, I wonder," he mused, nipping with flat teeth at a bit of skin. "I hate being unable to leave marks on people." Especially people he low-key claimed, like an errant cat that's decided on who his 'People' are.