[ He offers an approving hum seeing how Fenris listens, the proximity almost making his eyes cross but there's no mistaking that flash of green. Well, a hum and an insistent tongue licking along Fenris's lips that's now plenty familiar with the fangs peeking past them. Confidence is the by-word, what he exudes as naturally as the air he no longer needs to breathe, and he
And maybe that's another part of why he's doing this. To regain his own confidence by paving over those few cracks that came from losing control, no matter the method of it, nor how briefly or how pleasurable it had been. To erase the stranger in his skin that had responded so readily under that dominating stare rather than fighting back.
But if it is any piece to his motive, then it's his own business and none of Fenris's. Fenris, who's the focus here as Rafe lets his fingers drag down the column of his throat along the line of glowing scales there. ]
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And maybe that's another part of why he's doing this. To regain his own confidence by paving over those few cracks that came from losing control, no matter the method of it, nor how briefly or how pleasurable it had been. To erase the stranger in his skin that had responded so readily under that dominating stare rather than fighting back.
But if it is any piece to his motive, then it's his own business and none of Fenris's. Fenris, who's the focus here as Rafe lets his fingers drag down the column of his throat along the line of glowing scales there. ]