"I would bite myself if you so asked, darling," he jokes back, the words slightly breathless as he presses himself into Mattheiu's hand, "render myself begging for you."

The reaper's fingers provide a wonderful distraction however, and the feeling is doubly intense and takes his breath away. "I'd beg to differ."

With a quiet groan he shudders, "certainly a blessing as far as I can say."