Maybe it was a holdover from Ezra's fox side. Or maybe it was just one of his random quirks. He really enjoyed fingers in his hair, though.

He mourned the loss of the hand around him, but at least he could focus more now. There was a little bite around the nipple he'd already been teasing, then a harsher one an inch or two lower, snagging skin between his teeth.

He traveled further down with a few idle licks and nips here and there. Brought up his hand, too, to drag his nails down over Dante's side again, bumping over ribs.