Ooh, does that make Tony quiver. Inwardly, of course. He knows better than to reveal anything too submissive too soon.
He wouldn’t mind a few bruises, but again; he can’t give up their little game so soon.
“If you keep threatening me like that I’ll assume you’re all bark and no bite.” The small billionaire taunts, crossing his arms and quirking a dark brow, giving a perfectly nonchalant demeanor.
he was far more than simply a bark, but it was easier to play everything off as nothing than the truth. that way, when it came down to it, tony wouldn’t know what him —- though, for the time being, a slight grin pulled at the demon’s lips,
❝ do you really want me to bite? ❞
it was a simple question that he thought wouldn’t be answered, but all the same, his right hand moved under stark’s chin lightly,
❝ i’m quite sure that could be arranged, don’t you?❞
“I didn’t hear a please.” Tony teases with an easy smirk, masking the rush of excitement he got from getting ordered around. Without a pause, he sinks down to his knees and hums as he stares up at the other man. Demon. Whatever. “How about you let me keep my tongue, and I can show you what I can do with it.”
there wasn’t a please due to the fact it wasn’t needed : ky’lar never was one to be polite and when he ordered someone, he expected it to be done. there was no need for ‘pleasantries’ in this — not when he believed he owned them, ❝ ——– show me. ❞ a simple command that was issued as a statement. if tony was going to prove he could anything with his tongue, ky’lar wanted to see exactly what he was capable of.
Hellfirebound 