Yeah, that got Dante's fingers clenching in Ezra's belt really quickly. And then scooting around to the front, trying to get that open. Good pain was always a great motivator.

But Ezra knew that about him.

He tilted his head up, caught Ezra's mouth again, but not for long. Bit a trail along Ezra's jaw instead, muttering, "Am I better than the planet yet?" seconds before he ran his tongue along the shell of Ezra's ear.