[Varian might feel a teeny, tiny bit bad about the nails once he's come to his senses. Maybe. Right now, he's trying to keep a tamper on just fully shifting, trying to ignore the snarling thing in the back of his mind that would really like to be set free.
More to the point, he can feel Jun dragging him to the precipice of release, he's so goddamn close to it and the temptation to let himself tumble over the edge of it is all too strong. But he knows that would mean Jun winning... something - his lust addled brain can't quite remember what currently, but he really doesn't want Jun winning.
His eyes drop to where Jun is fondling himself as a groan that's got a little too much growl peppered inside there rumbles out of his chest. A hand grips Jun's shoulder tightly to get his attention- and Varian has to struggle hard to find not only human words, but English ones.]
Jun. [Oh good, a name, even if it's gasped out, hoarse and needy. Words are working. His other hand pats the spot next to him on the bed.] Your turn.
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More to the point, he can feel Jun dragging him to the precipice of release, he's so goddamn close to it and the temptation to let himself tumble over the edge of it is all too strong. But he knows that would mean Jun winning... something - his lust addled brain can't quite remember what currently, but he really doesn't want Jun winning.
His eyes drop to where Jun is fondling himself as a groan that's got a little too much growl peppered inside there rumbles out of his chest. A hand grips Jun's shoulder tightly to get his attention- and Varian has to struggle hard to find not only human words, but English ones.]
Jun. [Oh good, a name, even if it's gasped out, hoarse and needy. Words are working. His other hand pats the spot next to him on the bed.] Your turn.