"Good, boy." Mir smiled, before pulled the finger away and kissing him thoroughly. This was Mir's chance to reclaim what was is. His hand returned to stroked Emrys, his other hand went to Emrys' back, the finger tips pressing into his flesh. He would have marks later on, but that was what Mir wanted. Marks on Emrys, to keep others away. He bit lightly at Emrys' lower lip before nipping and kissing down his jaw.
"Move your hips. You are only getting off if you get me off too." He whisper into his ear as he nipped the ear lobe and kissed his neck.