How will I have you wanting for more if I don't play around a little bit?

[He chuckles lowly as he watches the next dice roll.

He's more than happy to oblige as he leans forward. Warmth fills the pit of his stomach and he can't help the low groan. It stings, but not enough. It's satisfying, but still makes him want more. It's fun and he finds that he's already looking forward to his next dice roll.

Wriothesley licks his lower lip, soothing the slight ache left behind by Eiden's bite.] You know a thing or two about having fun, I see. [He doesn't take his eyes off the other as he picks up the dice to roll them again. Lick. Mouth.]