[ it certainly is quite a lot. tighnari understands. he feels it every day, of course, he's always sensitive in these ways. so he does what he can to soothe sylvain, running one hand up and down his back while the other slides into his hair again, rubbing gentle circles at the base of one soft, furred ear.
but the attention to his neck makes him purr, low and deep in his chest, and tighnari closes his eyes, tilting his head aside to offer more of his throat for sylvain's mouth. there's no harm in it. none of this is technically real, however realistic it does feel - he can leave all the marks and bites he wants. with a soft sigh, tighnari smiles, rolling his body upward. ]
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but the attention to his neck makes him purr, low and deep in his chest, and tighnari closes his eyes, tilting his head aside to offer more of his throat for sylvain's mouth. there's no harm in it. none of this is technically real, however realistic it does feel - he can leave all the marks and bites he wants. with a soft sigh, tighnari smiles, rolling his body upward. ]
I've got an idea, once your knot goes down..