He shudders against the grip on his jaw, so close to his long, slender neck, but it is not quite fear and completely devoid of revulsion. There is a bright, unmistakable anticipation in his gaze as he meets those dark eyes directly, his mouth forced open by a strong, demanding hand.

"Please," he murmurs, but there is a snap of fire, even of challenge, "allow me to show you, monsieur."