Which are you?

The other abandoned words, choosing instead to let his actions do the talking for him. He didn't shy from the king's touch and embraced it instead, the resulting shiver drawing a smirk from Valentine. The earthen brute was clay beneath his touch. And they were just getting started.

His companion brushed against him, the gesture catlike, and sent needles of awareness rippling across the titan's side. This action was quickly followed by a teasing touch where teeth should never be. In a heartbeat Valentine spun around, easily removing his haunches from the other's playful touch. Two could play that game.

His turn had placed him squarely behind the other and he lingered there for several moments, the implications clear, in an attempt to earn a reaction. The king was only teasing. From there he moved to glide along his companion's right side as the smaller brute had done to him, only he allowed his touch to explore. If they were abandoning polite behavior in exchange from something a little more risque, so why should he continue to play subtly? He let his jaw or his teeth play over the notches in the smaller male's spine. From his shoulders, Valen slowly followed the strong muscles that coiled the length of Nagendra's neck. There he lingered, taking pleasure in teasing this vulnerable area. He nibbled at the crook of his companion's jaw and the side of his throat. "Tell me, my man, what do you want?" The king wanted to hear him say it.