*Schuldig slams Thom's shoulders back down against the table, not gentle at all, and while nothing he does is nice, this smile is particularly NOT nice.*

Do what?

*A purr. Schuldig won't force anyone, not even mentally to make them think they want it; it's one of the few standards he has, and is probably rooted in selfishness.

That doesn't mean he won't use any unfair advantage he has to persuade, and his hand skitters down Thom's chest, down down down further as he bites down hard on the other redhead's neck.*