[Beelzebub's timing couldn't be better. Shivering with anticipation as the demon's hand descends, Temenos practically growls out a moan against Beelzebub's mouth once that hand reaches its destination. He presses into Beel's touch, eager for more.]

Hah. [Panting in sync with Beel, his laugh is even more strained than it was before.] I wouldn't call this the most convenient way of making love, but... [A flinch, as his previously unblemished arm is bitten into.] It is certainly a unique one.

[As much as he would like to keep his hands on his lover, he has to hold onto a bar to keep himself standing up straight. The pain and constant pressure against his groin leaves him feeling like his legs want to buckle out underneath him.]

I hope you have plans to tend to me after taking it this far.