That's fortuitous. Drake isn't willing to actually hurt anyone, but he's also into a little bit of an edge. Knowing his partner is going to feel it the next day and leaving harmless reminders like hickeys or scratches. He had to be so careful for so long to mind his nails that it's freeing to not have to worry about things like that anymore... he nods, pleased with the honest answer, and pulls Jesus in tight against him. Far less gentle now that he's been given that hint.
"Nothing crazy," he echoes, before abruptly shifting his grip to lift Jesus off the ground just slightly. That lets him turn and toss the other man onto the nearby bed, climbing on to pin him there with a grin. "I can do that."
Then they're kissing again, Drake bracing himself on one arm as he drags his other hand down Jesus' torso, nails catching slightly over his ribs and skimming teasingly low on his stomach towards the fastenings of his pants.
He laughs as he hits the mattress, hooks his thumbs in Drake's waistband and pushes down. Without unfastening them they aren't going far, but it's the act that conveys the eagerness in him. He'd tear Drake's clothes right off if he could.
"Don't go easy on me," he warns, and nips Drake's neck.
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"Nothing crazy," he echoes, before abruptly shifting his grip to lift Jesus off the ground just slightly. That lets him turn and toss the other man onto the nearby bed, climbing on to pin him there with a grin. "I can do that."
Then they're kissing again, Drake bracing himself on one arm as he drags his other hand down Jesus' torso, nails catching slightly over his ribs and skimming teasingly low on his stomach towards the fastenings of his pants.
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"Don't go easy on me," he warns, and nips Drake's neck.