Nathaniel parts his lips to accept Asher's fingers while the red ribbons appear on his skin. It was a sweet sting. Deep cuts might hurt, but there was nothing like shallow scratches on flesh. It was stinging, burning unlike any other pain short of silver placed on his body.

He closes his eyes as he concentrates on the sting of the scratches and the fingers in his mouth. Nathaniel licks and sucks, wetting them heavily while imitating what he would otherwise do to Asher's cock.