It's as reasonable a time as ever. Locus hums quietly in thought, eyes sliding shut for a moment, and not simply just to feel the swipe of the towel, the strange texture of fabric with the pressure of fingers behind it.

"Taylor is able to take me in completely, but that isn't something I would recommend for your first attempt," he replies dryly. "But it is most enjoyable with some edge to it. Some scraping of teeth, in small amounts. Good, firm pressure. Allow yourself to make some noise, as well."