[Klavier does make a grateful noise in the back of his throat, though whether it's due to the fact that Greed prevents the stray ice from gliding further into southern territories or due to the piece of ice in his mouth that is oddly refreshing is unknown. It's probably both, but there's no reason to verbalize it, assuming either way his companion would understand.] After you I think I'll be spent...[though fortunately he doesn't dwell too much on such a dismal prospect and having Greed should keep him sated for a while. His mind and body are more invested in immediate activities that force him to squirm and pull against his bonds in a moment of frustration, then relax and let himself be carried away in the next. It's difficult to tell which sensation is more stimulating, Greed's lips against his throat or the hand smoothing the remnants of ice along his leg, both seem to elicit strangled moans from him. These moans quickly escalate into shouts when Greed's hand finds his manhood, his hips jerking in response. For a moment his desire to free himself escalates out of a need to be more proactive than to escape, but Klavier calms himself down again once the shock wears off, realizing response is his only means of conveying and the slow rolling of his hips do this automatically.]
((ooc: 200+ year old skull FTW! It's probably the only excuse Klavier will ever have for having Greed's skull in his possession and I imagine Klavier will want to know why Greed's skull is independent of his body.))
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((ooc: 200+ year old skull FTW! It's probably the only excuse Klavier will ever have for having Greed's skull in his possession and I imagine Klavier will want to know why Greed's skull is independent of his body.))