[ Dark's wrist is limp and lazy in her hold, heavy because he's letting Rin do what she wants with it. He's more than half sure this whole thing is being called off, and his mouth twists in response, perhaps just as confusingly. ]

I'm a man. I'm not ever going to turn down head or a handy.

[ Dark rolls his eyes once. ]

But I'm not interested in seeing you unhappy about it either. I'd rather bleed, frankly.

[ Cock twitching once, Dark feels himself starting to ache and wane due to neglect. ]

So which is it?