“Heh, you sound like a kicked pup, not that you’re much > 1 at the moment,” he continues with a soft chuckle, nearly affectionate. That continued restraint was a crowning achievement, and he began 2 calculate how long and how much it would take for another loud cry. Quick actions would be too easy, he needed something the pushed his on-and-off lover straight 2 the edge.
“Hell yeah. You can’t resist me,” he slides his body along the other’s once, pushing deeper into his ribs. His brows twitch at the question, a deep growl in his throat. The Composer’s quick 2 bit his lips, shoulder-scratch hand going down 2 claw along his lower stomach and hips. “You better not be factoring serious about leaving. You’re my Conductor, and I ain’t letting you go n*e where n*e time soon. Got it?”
The other’s restraint was impressive, to be entirely honest. Perhaps he had gotten things a bit more under control while he been off in that other Shibuya? Unlikely. The Taboo crazed Composer didn’t seem to learn such pleasant things so quickly.
The way the other moved his body against his own, brought an elongated deep pain that caused a steady building cry to escape the Conductor. He pressed up against the other’s claws to try and lessen the pain from the scratching, but doing so made it obvious he was now sporting an erection.
"G-got it. For now."