LOCKE
Locke simply watches the other man struggle to figure this out. He's about to dip when Nikolai seems to change his mind, throwing his hands up. He lets himself be moved, staying still as the other walks behind him. Locke grunts in acknowledgement, although he's going to pester the other about this afterwards.
His head tilts, almost instinctively to give Nikolai more room. Fangs sink into his neck and he makes a soft, low noise to himself. No funny business here. The Ascended is already struggling and Locke's not about to make it worse. "Can stop when you're ready. Can handle it." His voice is a little deeper, a little breathier and his hands are clutched as his sides. Sure, he's probably been bitten more in the last season that he has before but it's fine. He can handle it.
His head tilts, almost instinctively to give Nikolai more room. Fangs sink into his neck and he makes a soft, low noise to himself. No funny business here. The Ascended is already struggling and Locke's not about to make it worse. "Can stop when you're ready. Can handle it." His voice is a little deeper, a little breathier and his hands are clutched as his sides. Sure, he's probably been bitten more in the last season that he has before but it's fine. He can handle it.
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
