[ Oh that basically got him most of what he was looking for - 'most' because there might have been more he was thinking of but after she started moving again he lost track. He tilts his head so she has better access to his neck, a start when her teeth are occasionally less gentle than he's expecting, and a short hum of appreciation whenever she follows it afterward, letting her hand tug at his hair easily. He doesn't react much until she slides her hand down and suddenly she's around him again, he blinking a little bit faster than before for a few seconds and looking at her, trying to regulate his breathing and the width of his eyes a little better. He doesn't have permission. And he actually remembers this time. For two things, he has no permission, and he's not sure if she's reminding him of both right now, or just emphasizing the one again. Either way, he nods. He remembers. ]
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