Oh fuck, the human squirming under him shouldn't feel so incredibly good. Gamzee growls loudly against Dave's neck, but it's short because he's panting hard, and has to end it to breathe. He slides his hands down Dave's arms and digs sharpened nails in, but his mouth presses almost delicately against the scar he left.

"All up and kicking the wicked feels right now. CAN YOU FEEL IT, MOTHERFUCKER?"

Then he leans up and licks Dave's eyelid, curious to see if he can get Dave to open his eyes. His makeup has already started to smear, and that gets a pleased rumble. his