Leonard doesn't think about the mark, the implication of teeth and suction on his flesh too unimportant for him to consider. The sensation was all that mattered.

His world spun for the briefest of moments and he realized that suddenly he was looking up at Ray instead of the other way around. Legs parting for him to settle between, Leonard glanced down, quivering beneath his weight, catching his bottom lip between his teeth as he imagined all the other places Ray could kiss and taste.

He was feeling more needy, squirming slightly and arching his hips for any kind of friction he could get, hands settling as low on Ray's back as he could reach, raking blunt fingernails slowly upward.