[Excellent. That means less worry for him, then. He walks around the small table to the couch, slipping down into the space besides Barry. There's not any time wasted- no teasing or foreplay. He simply slips his hand to the back of Barry's neck, fingers tangling in those pale locks.]
[The way Saix kisses shows most of his personality in it. There's no gentle pleasantry, just the rough feel of lips against lips and his own sharp teeth occasionally against them with no regards for if they hurt or not. There's no particular grace to it, but like this, maybe there doesn't need to be.]
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[The way Saix kisses shows most of his personality in it. There's no gentle pleasantry, just the rough feel of lips against lips and his own sharp teeth occasionally against them with no regards for if they hurt or not. There's no particular grace to it, but like this, maybe there doesn't need to be.]