"I am cute and bitchy, it's part of my charm," he counters, hissing with pleasure when he gets a biting sort of kiss, because if he could get marked up with those, he'd be a very happy man. He laughs, loud and hoarse, rocking his hips forward when he's coaxed. "No, I'm very tall," he points out and with a pointed look down, he can't help his proud smirk.

"Everything is proportional," he says, a word he'd learned from Goodnight recently, flaunting it with all its ridiculous syllables, but worth it, he thinks.