[Tav makes a small whining sound in the back of his throant; he had hoped, but hadn't expected that Dave would take his bait. He pauses, not resisting the hand around his wrist, and slowly pulls his fingers away, raising his gaze to Dave's. He's trembling a little bit, he notices; he hadn't realized until now how much he does want it.]
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oH,
o-OKAY,
yES PLEASE,