[It's the disruption of rhythm and the pained sound that draws Regis back out of his haze, not so much any kind of discomfort. His tolerance for pain and discomfort are unfortunately high after so many years with them as his constant companions.
One pale green eye opens--and honestly, Regis isn't sure when he closed his eyes, but it obviously happened--and he has just a moment to turn a questioning look in Nyx's direction before the Glaive settles again, gentle and attentive. With a soft moan, Regis lets his eye fall closed again, the hand he has in Nyx's hair releasing its hold slightly, so his fingers can stroke gently instead of pull.
When Nyx finally pulls away, Regis finds himself torn embarrassingly between chuckling at the exaggerated way it's done and whining lowly at the lost sensation. The sound he produces is not really one or the other, which means he will not admit to the latter part no matter what.
Of course, considering Nyx's current track record, he will probably find a way to break through that 'no matter what,' but that's a worry for later.
Regis opens his eyes again when he feels the gentle tug on his leg and he can't help but smile when he fuzzy brain actually puts together what the Glaive was up to.]
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One pale green eye opens--and honestly, Regis isn't sure when he closed his eyes, but it obviously happened--and he has just a moment to turn a questioning look in Nyx's direction before the Glaive settles again, gentle and attentive. With a soft moan, Regis lets his eye fall closed again, the hand he has in Nyx's hair releasing its hold slightly, so his fingers can stroke gently instead of pull.
When Nyx finally pulls away, Regis finds himself torn embarrassingly between chuckling at the exaggerated way it's done and whining lowly at the lost sensation. The sound he produces is not really one or the other, which means he will not admit to the latter part no matter what.
Of course, considering Nyx's current track record, he will probably find a way to break through that 'no matter what,' but that's a worry for later.
Regis opens his eyes again when he feels the gentle tug on his leg and he can't help but smile when he fuzzy brain actually puts together what the Glaive was up to.]
Two birds with one stone, hmm?
[What a clever one you are, Nyx Ulric.]