He's not sure if it's pleasure or blood loss that's making his head swim, it's most likely a combination of both of them but he's not going to tell Tseng to stop. A strangled whimper of pain escapes his lips as Tseng cut into his hips but he helps Tseng guide his cock inside of him before grabbing Tseng's sides once more. Their skin is slick with blood but he still manages to get his nails deep as possible into Tseng's skin.

More blood runs down his thighs and he doesn't make any effort to stop it as Tseng's fingers dip into the cuts on his hips, holding him in place there. He can't think straight, all that overwhelms him is the pleasure of Tseng's cock stretching him out, how Tseng's fingers dip into the cuts in his skin. "Fuck- harder-"