[He can hear it. He likes the sound, too. It makes him grin against Izanami's skin as he shifts from his own seat to join Izanami on his. Most of his weight, Dean holds up on his elbows as he settles over him.]
No, I don't think it would at all.
[In fact, tasting sounds pretty good. His mouth moves over Izanami's shoulder and down his chest. He's always had a little bit of an oral fixation to begin with and this place has ramped it up to epic proportions.
His lips close on a nipple and he sucks it softly, tongue working against it, before he lets his teeth scrape over the sensitive spot. Then he's sucking again, soothing away any sting.]
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No, I don't think it would at all.
[In fact, tasting sounds pretty good. His mouth moves over Izanami's shoulder and down his chest. He's always had a little bit of an oral fixation to begin with and this place has ramped it up to epic proportions.
His lips close on a nipple and he sucks it softly, tongue working against it, before he lets his teeth scrape over the sensitive spot. Then he's sucking again, soothing away any sting.]