There were a frenzy of movements as they took their clothes off, and then just as quickly everything stopped and TJ blinked, trying to focus and think, something he really didn't like to do.
He got up, following Tomas, not out of some insane need to comfort, but because he wanted to be fucked. "Why?" he asked as his eyes went from the scars to Tomas' eyes. He ran his fingers over the scars, moving behind Tomas, before licking the scar. "Mmm, I wasn't wrong, was I? You are dangerous and you are Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde." TJ kept moving until he was standing in front again.
"I don't give a shit about the Ministry or purebloods. I know that you're stronger, faster and can fuck me just the way I like it and that's the only important thing right now," he said. "No biting, no scratching. Other than that, you can use that strength any which way you want. Still interested?"