[He makes a noise when her teeth clamp down, something torn between surprise and delight. Ok, so bleeding his own blood wasn't meant to be the end result of the exercise, but fair is fair. He'd gotten much more out of the deal than she had anyway. He's pushing back, bearing down on her over the glass desk and pushing his hips into her hands to encourage her to continue with her task.
He's practically climbing on top of her for how hard he's pushing his hips toward her's, bracing himself against the glass and shoving the whip out of his way again. He doesn't miss her words, despite the fact that he seems to be very singularly focused at the moment.
And to make that point, he relaxes his advance just long enough to breath into her profile.]
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He's practically climbing on top of her for how hard he's pushing his hips toward her's, bracing himself against the glass and shoving the whip out of his way again. He doesn't miss her words, despite the fact that he seems to be very singularly focused at the moment.
And to make that point, he relaxes his advance just long enough to breath into her profile.]
Well, that's a relief.