He also appreciates Tanidio being good at things as a form of interaction!

He gets it together enough to try and praise him, but it comes out as a jumble of positive adjectives.

Tanidio already knows Bun is overly affectionate and this is not a surprise and does not fill Tanidio with any kind of weird feeling at all.

TANIDIO.

Is Tanidio aware that is Very Good, both in the skill sense and in the sense of being good company? It is very important that he is aware.

He is aware of this! Spending recreational one-on-one time with Tanidio in the way people usually do is significantly more fun than masturbation. 

Unfortunately he has not had much time to develop that much more stamina.

Tanidio rests his head against Bun's hipbone for a moment, savoring a job well-done. 

He becomes aware of the throbbing thing between his legs, hard as iron, and the fact that he's serviced Bun three times in the past forty-eight hours without once getting off himself. It's fine. He'll stroke himself off in the bathroom. 

He has coordination now, and uses it for the most worthy task possible: hair pets.

"Do you want me to do anything for you?"

"I'm fine."

"I don't want to be greedy." Twice is one thing, three times is a pattern. "And how else will I learn?"

Tomorrow he would prep only Detect Thoughts. --Only Detect Thoughts and buffs for Bun.

Okay. What would a Good person do. He has met paladins at Lastwall. He has spent probably too much time in the library of Shelyn when he was supposed to be working (not that there was ever really time when he wasn't supposed to be working). He knows how Good people have sex. 

Obviously, the easiest way would be to say that this is some kind of mutual loving thing where they're both interested in each other's pleasure, but Bun has to know if he's not thinking with his dick that he's taking advantage of Tanidio, and anyway Tanidio thinks that mutual loving sex with reciprocal pleasure is maybe something unrealistic made up for porn. 

"You need to be relaxed," he says, "so that you can concentrate on healing people. And I can help you relax. I don't mind at all."

And he will take the gentle no, then. "Maybe another time." Haaaaair pets. Tanidio has such a good scalp. Very high quality.

That's an order, right? Bun wants him to stay here and have his hair petted and therefore Tanido has to do that. It isn't weak to want it if you have been specifically ordered to do it and so it would happen whether you wanted it or not. 

(He has started grinding his hips against the bedspread without really noticing it.) 

Look, even if Tanidio doesn't want him to help directly, he's more than happy to stick around.

That is probably an actual whimper. Tanidio is confirming or denying nothing.

The thing that definitely didn't happen is very cute.

... He's seen Tanidio's reaction to being bitten. There's no reason not to cautiously experiment in this space. Tentative hair pull?

Tanidio looks up at him with an absolutely wrecked, desperate expression. 

No one has ever looked at him like that before. It would be selfish to want to keep seeing this, to see Tanidio look so undone already with just a hand in his hair.

"I know I keep saying you're wonderful--" and he pulls him up, so he can kiss him and tug on his hair and bite his lips.

That is an actual, undeniable whimper, and it is very good that kissing keeps Tanidio's mouth busy so that he won't keep saying embarrassing things. 

(Bun wants this, Bun wants this, Bun wants this, he's doing his job, it's not weak if he likes doing his job, he's indifferent to whether he likes things or not and that means he's allowed to do things he likes as well as things he doesn't like--)

He got a definite actual whimper! He's so proud! He can see why Tanidio likes doing this for other people. (Though he is not going to pretend that he's anywhere near as good, just playing clumsy hot-and-cold with where to put his hands and teeth.)

When Bun bites Tanidio's shoulder, Tanidio's mouth is free, and says "fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me, I want you so badly, please--" which is embarrassing but not as embarrassing as a lot of other things he could have said. 

Biology is personally oppressive to the both of them. "Tomorrow, and then whenever you want--"

"--why is there not a spell for this--" He squirms in frustration. "I want you-- I'm yours-- hurt me--"

"You're a smart wizard, I'm sure you could work something out." And he bites his shoulder harder and runs his nails down his back.

"Harder, please-- can you say--" And then he shuts his lips and refuses to complete that sentence.