[and now those claws are raking down his back and you're pretty sure you just bit through your own lip instead of his-- all the not-actually-jokes about being your own kismesis and making out with yourself notwithstanding, it actually is an accident, and not one you're inclined to care about just now. you're still not entirely sure how humans work in this regard, but if he keeps going like this you're going to need--]

We need a bucket, you stupid fuck.