[It's not very helpful for potential neck biting, but Yuuri begins to turn his head with a singular goal in mind. It's something he didn't realize he wanted until Conrad began kissing his neck, but now that he does, the need for it overwhelms him.]
Conrad... [He whispers it as he nuzzles his face in close to his protector's, seeking his lips. He's still a little hesitant once he reaches them, just letting his brush lightly almost as if by accident.