"Do you feel better now you've sunk your fangs into something?"
A smile formed on the elder Frenchman's face that was far more tender than it had any right to be, given the hurt and anger reflected in his lover's question. He did so love to rile him and Brendan in this manner, for it made their blood all the hotter and sweeter in his mouth when he felt the urge to taste them. In this moment, however, he was not the one to pierce the tender flesh of Loki's hand--that honour went to Brendan himself, though the Scotsman had done so on Matthieu's wordless command. Loki's words seemed to show at least some understanding of this; though the bite had not come from Matthieu directly, it was his all the same.
"I was never truly angry with you, mon cher," Matthieu admitted before pressing his lips to the still bleeding cut on the younger man's palm. It was deep enough to hurt, but not so much as to leave a scar. To Matthieu, that was the most important thing right now. Despite outward appearances, he was not in search of Loki's forgiveness. "This is all still very new for you, my boy, but in time you will understand that this is merely one of the ways in which I show my love." He said it with such sincerity that it almost covered the cruelty underneath those words. Almost. Because while there was truth in what he said, his actions were brought on something more than his twisted, self-proclaimed "affection". It was a display of his power, of his control over Loki and Brendan both, and a reminder that they were not all on equal footing. Yet.
"In time.." the Frenchman continued in a slow drawl, "I will teach you to properly behave, just as I once taught Brendan. Eventually, I will not have to say anything for you to act on my command. You will know and you will do it.. If, one day, I want you to bite Brendan, the way I made him bite you today, you will know and you will do it."
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