Show me your teeth

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Ⅰ the LIP bite. Sometimes kissing isn't enough, or sometimes you're too nervous to even talk. Bite a lip. It doesn't even have to be yours.

Ⅱ the THROAT bite. You don't want to suck their blood, but you want them to know how thin this flesh is here.

Ⅲ the ARM bite. It's silly, but want to let them know how they're of you. Bites on the arm are usually childish and done in anger or playfulness.

Ⅳ the LEG bite. Know what long legs need? A nice set of teeth sunk into them. Just look at those thighs. Or you could always bring new meaning to the term "ankle biter".

Ⅴ the COLLAR bite. This one's for all you people who don't like turtlenecks. Bites leave marks, and well, some people don't want to show theirs off like trophies.

Ⅵ the HIP bite. Know what's hot? Teeth on your hip. Marks there are definitely enough to make anyone weak in the knees. If that's not what you're into, just remember there are more reasons than just sex to bite someone, especially here.


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Ⅰ the GENTLE bite. No one said biting had to be hard. This one's meant more for lovers. Little nibbles on the earlobe or pulse are always nice.

Ⅱ the BRUISING bite. Don't break the skin on this one. You want to leave a nice impression of your pearly whites on the other person, enough so afterwards you can enjoy that darkened mark.

Ⅲ the BLOODY bite. Biting has ill repercussions. Whether it's on purpose or an accident, there's blood, and possibly lots of it.

Ⅳ the HARD bite. This one doesn't bruise, but it does leave a nice impression of your teeth. All that orthodontic work really paid off.

Ⅴ the TEASING bite. No, no, no. Don't just sink your teeth in all at once! Ease your partner into it. Bite softly again and again before letting yourself clamp. You want to let them know you might not do it.

Ⅵ the PINCHING bite. All front teeth. Don't let anything further than your canines feel your partner's flesh. This one's just to let them know they irritated you, or it could just be that your mouth slipped. Sorry!

Comments

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[ofbreath]

John is basically a huge overgrown fourth grader. So he's trying to wake you up by biting your shoulder, repeatedly, Bro. He may or may not be sprawled out alongside you while he does this. Feel free to react however you see fit.

[gavehead]

Basically.

But that's alright. Bro liked all of the weird, youthful spunk John produced, even if it was biting him like a little kid.
He reacts subtly, slowly rolling over and opening his fiery eyes to look at John.

"What."

Oh. He's a bit cranky in the mornings.

[ofbreath]

John is having absolutely none of this grumpy old man bullshit, Bro. He cranes his neck forward and covers the Strider's mouth with his own before settling back against his side.

"You sleep too long. Morning."

[gavehead]

John gets a grunt out of him and he hardly reciprocates his kiss. He wasn't too much of a talker, and John should know that by now. He rolls his hips backwards, more than likely pressing his back end into John as he does a full body stretch.

Bro rolls over on his back and keeps his eyes closed, hands lifting to sift through his hair, spiking it up against the pillow he's lying on.
After a long moment of silence, he speaks:

"What you want for breakfast, kiddo."

He looks over to the side, eyes opening to look at John as a smirk plays on his face.

[ofbreath]

A snort makes its way out of John's person as Bro stretches, and he hugs him around the ribs when his butt winds up all up in his space. He blows a raspberry into the Strider's arm, snickering and laying still when he finally decides to talk.

"Something that isn't instant ramen would be great," he offers sarcastically, mirroring Bro's smirk.

[gavehead]

Ugh. Why. John was 18. He had been 18 for awhile, and he's still doing this. He's still acting like a little energetic kid. As endearing as it was at times, Bro didn't really want to deal with it in the morning.

He relaxes his body though, allowing John to hold him in this position.

"Yea? What if that's all I got."

[ofbreath]

Egbert tradition. John was a Toys-R-Us kid, Bro, and he might not grow out of that until he's forty. It also probably means he has the stamina of a Mustang in bed. Which might be why you keep him around.

Smashing his face into Bro's side, John grumbled a little bit.

"Then I'm going grocery shopping and teaching you how to make real breakfast, and you're coming with me in something other than your grimy sweatpants."

[gavehead]

Yeah. That was probably why, even if John was awkward as hell with it all. His vigor was definitely something Bro admired.
Just not first thing in the morning.

Bro played dead for awhile, not replying to him; not saying anything.
After a moment, he runs his hand through his hair again.

"Wonder if I do have Ramen. Cause that sounds really fucking good about now."

[ofbreath]

Awkward as hell was an easy title to receive when you were going at it with an older bloke who singlehandedly supported the sex toy industry with creepy butt plushes. John sprawled partway across him and glared, scrunching his face up.

"Nope," he insisted. "I'm going to make you real food. You like bacon, right?"

[gavehead]

Bro allowed him to sprawl like this. In fact, he grinned for a moment before pulling John completely on him and keeping his muscular warms looped around his boyfriend's scrawny form. Instantly, his hands place on his butt, giving him a few harsh pats there.

"You can make whatever the fuck you want and I'll probably eat it."

[ofbreath]

Oh my God, Bro, you and butts. Why is it always butts with you. John rolls his eyes, but allows the pats, because trying to escape from them is entirely futile and will just make them last for longer. He exhales a gusty sigh, folding his arms over each other on Bro's collarbone and fixing him with an irritated stare.

"Gee, have you ever thought that maybe that's because you live off dehydrated noodles and frozen chimichangas?? Those things are awful and gross and not real food."

[gavehead]

Butts are the best. Man, Bro loved a good ass. Although he's seen much better in his day, John's ass was just so cute. He couldn't resist giving it a tight squeeze, one cheek fitting sufficiently in his palm.

His lips curl upward in a small smile.
"You, treating me to breakfast. That's fucking adorable. I'm sure whatever the hell you make it'll be good."

[ofbreath]

Another roll of his eyes and John slid sideways off the Strider, sitting on his haunches and frowning, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah, well, contrary to popular belief I kind of give a lot of shits about you, and what you it is kind of important? C'mon, get up, we'll go to the store and I'll make you something."