Edwon groaned, softly. The bite was stinging under that tongue, and the pain was building up under how good this felt, turning into pleasure. He could feel some blood trickle down his shoulder, though most of it was caught by Jadus. He groaned again.

"You might have set some sort of patience record." Although he wasn't sure if he should count the time Jadus spent in that vault. Napping didn't count as being patient. "Most people get antsy after five minutes of waiting for their lunch."

He kept grinding forward, creating a rhythm between them. His pants felt tight, but he didn't feel like lifting his hips up to do anything about it. "What are you denying yourself?"