[ the bite makes him snarl - not words, just a noise of pain and aggression - but it's brief, and it doesn't make him angry enough to attack. obviously not now. even knowing it'll leave a mark, it's not a mark anybody's going to see. all it does it make him want to leave another one on david. a lot of them.
he keeps one hand on david's chest, feeling him out, trying to distract him, while the other makes its way up around to the back of his neck and then up into his hair. a hard grip but not a violent one. just to hold on. he lets go very briefly to shrug the suit jacket off as he feels david try to get that off him, but the shirt -
he tightens his grip in david's hair and pulls back on it. ]
Leave - it.
[ he doesn't care if his shirt's open. that's not the problem. he fights a few more of the buttons on david's own shirt open, trying to keep his attention somewhere else. ]
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he keeps one hand on david's chest, feeling him out, trying to distract him, while the other makes its way up around to the back of his neck and then up into his hair. a hard grip but not a violent one. just to hold on. he lets go very briefly to shrug the suit jacket off as he feels david try to get that off him, but the shirt -
he tightens his grip in david's hair and pulls back on it. ]
Leave - it.
[ he doesn't care if his shirt's open. that's not the problem. he fights a few more of the buttons on david's own shirt open, trying to keep his attention somewhere else. ]