She made him just as unsettled, he'd just always hidden it behind other things. Though he'd never deny her the sounds she earned on purpose or not. He groaned softly at that nip, eyes dark. "You do. You very much do," he answered back, voice matching his eyes.
He hugged her to him tightly, though his head tilted slightly to offer her more throat. A lot of his reactions are unconscious. She's not his Blair, but she is. She was the Blair his was, she just hasn't grown fully into the one he's married to now. It leads to confusion and the ever present want to offer her anything he can to help her not cry, to not be sad. "You've always liked it. Never crossed my mind to change it."