[muscles relax under under Theo's touch, rising heartbeat easy to feel along his throat. he tilts his head to allow for more, breath hitching as teeth graze and nip his skin. he leans into the bites without realizing, too interested in how his hand slides up and down Theo's cock and building a steady, tantalizing rhythm. it's like he doesn't want him to think.

he doesn't want to think, either.]

Eventually, I want you to come for me. [he sounds so confident about that, too.] Right now I'm getting what I want.

[there's an inherent darkness about his magic that mixes in unnatural ways with the magic that Theo greets him with, a jarring wave of energy that makes his entire body shiver. two that aren't meant to align, but here they are, making something new. he's jerking him off, but the way he's trying to get any friction he can outside of that is noticeable. he can wait, though.]

Keep going. You can bite me harder.