[He's struggling between horny feelings and wanting to blurt out all these other feelings. He rubs his face on Ryo's chest, wallowing, like he's trying to rub Ryo's scent on himself, or maybe rub his scent on Ryo.]

There's no one like you, it's driving me crazy. [He pushes his face into Ryo's neck.] I'm worried I'll have to kill you. I'm worried I'll enjoy it. But I'm more worried I'd miss you. I'm worried I'd regret it.

[He bites suddenly into Ryo's neck where it meets the shoulder. He doesn't chew, just bites, painful for a moment, holding the flesh in his mouth.]