If that snort was anything to go by, the nightmare already knew it. And knew it quite well in fact.

"Tempting." A soft kiss was placed over a particularly rough bite, almost apologetically. Though whether it apologized for ever persistent habits or the way the Corinthian proceeded to grab his belt, pull him that much further down the bed so he could pin down those squirming hips with his own....well, that was another matter entirely. "What are you going to do if I don't, then?"