"You don't like it? You can touch me too if you want." Crow asked, brushing his lips over Rean's cheek and jaw before descending downwards to begin placing small kisses over the side of his neck. "And... you do know I'm gonna take you not resisting as permission, right?"

He was feeling just a little amorous. A little came with the danger of turning into a lot, but he kept his intentions wide open for Rean to reject whenever he felt like he needed to stop. Crow wouldn't push or force, only gently guide until it was too much.

It was why he kept his kisses tame despite dragging them along the line of Rean's neck, wanting badly to mark his skin, but not going that far. Superior or not, and with love being love, Crow had the desire to make sure everyone knew that Rean had someone to call his own who was doing the same. Rean was his now, newly brought into his arms, and he wasn't going to give him up.