Lucanis groaned as Davrin kissed his way down Lucanis' neck, tilting his head back so Davrin got access to as much of the skin as he wanted. His hands migrated into Davrin's hair instead, running along the skin of his neck, his back, arching up against him and groaning as Davrin refreshed the mark he'd left before.

"I- ah - object to the size," Lucanis had to insist, though even now his voice was trailing off, protest quickly being forgotten in favor of the feeling of Davrin's mouth against his sensitive throat. His hands went down further, shifting his grip so he could grab onto Davrin's ass to pull his hips closer.