[ He hardly had time to properly ract and process what was going on, really. There was the urge to say something in protest right as Judal made that suggestion (and it wasn't that he minded terribly, but this was an unexpected shift of power and that didn't sit well with him), but as Judal leaned in and bit into his neck, all that come out was a low, pleased noise— and already he was tilting his head to the side to give him better access.
Mere seconds later, and Ninurta finally took action as well. Ling was pleased to see that, really, but he would have been much more pleased if he could have kept in control. Being forced to face him was unexpected-- as was that clumsy, painful kiss.
Was he supposed to mind it? Digging his nails hard into the small of Judal's back, he started responding to Ninurta's kiss— rough and eager and not at all gentle, and definitely aiming to take the lead again. ]
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Mere seconds later, and Ninurta finally took action as well. Ling was pleased to see that, really, but he would have been much more pleased if he could have kept in control. Being forced to face him was unexpected-- as was that clumsy, painful kiss.
Was he supposed to mind it? Digging his nails hard into the small of Judal's back, he started responding to Ninurta's kiss— rough and eager and not at all gentle, and definitely aiming to take the lead again. ]