Mmmn. [ a hum of appreciation and agreement. he doesn't mind siffrin, but he rarely minds violence.

he sighs, feeling the throb of his pulse between hwylryn's teeth and lips. ]

You don't need to worry about that in the future, but if you want to mark up my whole body anyway, I don't mind. I don't think anyone will be asking me for a kiss in the future, either.

[ yeah he just drops that, his grip loosening to stroke at hwylryn's lower back. whatever he wants from him, ish is happy to provide. ]