[ Oh, that's a good sound. That shudder, too, is a very good reaction. Such a thing cannot be faked— it is a natural bodily response, raw and honest, as honest as a creature of depiction can be. If the submission and humility is a performance, that reaction speaks of a beast being put properly in his place, being shown a display of authority that its instincts recognize. Still, again, Lucilius savors all of it; the sensation of Belial shuddering against him, his subservient, trembling voice, his small noise of pleasure. A throb of pleasure jolts down between his legs, and he lets it pass through him. There will be time to take care of that once he's done with the full examination. ]
That's right. [ His expression is unchanged, but there's the slightest shift in his tone that sounds clearly pleased. He's not going to praise him yet, but... a bit of acknowledgment should give him incentive to continue, and quell his rebellious nature. Such methods are, too, part of taming a beast. ] A fine start. Continue like this, and your obedience may be rewarded.
[ Still, how interesting that Belial's body has reacted so strongly to the slightest touch, to such slight action. He has always been very reactive, but it seems his sensitivity so far seems a touch more than usual. Certainly, he needs to test it out more. It must be Avatar's influence; it isn't as if he would have gone on all this time without sleeping with anyone else (realistically speaking, even if Lucilius is far from happy at the thought of Belial quelling his urges with mortals— or even with anyone else) and there is surely no logical reason for it to be a unique reaction to Lucilius himself. Unless it is a matter of the time that has passed since they had last done this that makes him react more strongly... but surely any such sentiment would be shallow at best coming from Belial, and would have no influence on such things.
His hand moves upward, slowly, exploring the soft flesh of his vulnerable neck, leaving soft, pale red scratch marks in their wake, until his hand reaches Belial's lightly pointed ear and takes it in between his fingers, just as he takes his other ear between his teeth. His mouth and hand make a double assault, worrying one ear between his teeth, down to the shell of his ear, biting on the lobe, while his hand mirrors the action with clawed hands that scratch at all the spots he knows to be most sensitive. ]
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That's right. [ His expression is unchanged, but there's the slightest shift in his tone that sounds clearly pleased. He's not going to praise him yet, but... a bit of acknowledgment should give him incentive to continue, and quell his rebellious nature. Such methods are, too, part of taming a beast. ] A fine start. Continue like this, and your obedience may be rewarded.
[ Still, how interesting that Belial's body has reacted so strongly to the slightest touch, to such slight action. He has always been very reactive, but it seems his sensitivity so far seems a touch more than usual. Certainly, he needs to test it out more. It must be Avatar's influence; it isn't as if he would have gone on all this time without sleeping with anyone else (realistically speaking, even if Lucilius is far from happy at the thought of Belial quelling his urges with mortals— or even with anyone else) and there is surely no logical reason for it to be a unique reaction to Lucilius himself. Unless it is a matter of the time that has passed since they had last done this that makes him react more strongly... but surely any such sentiment would be shallow at best coming from Belial, and would have no influence on such things.
His hand moves upward, slowly, exploring the soft flesh of his vulnerable neck, leaving soft, pale red scratch marks in their wake, until his hand reaches Belial's lightly pointed ear and takes it in between his fingers, just as he takes his other ear between his teeth. His mouth and hand make a double assault, worrying one ear between his teeth, down to the shell of his ear, biting on the lobe, while his hand mirrors the action with clawed hands that scratch at all the spots he knows to be most sensitive. ]