"Oh, but you did," Claude counters smoothly, as if he really needs to point out the obvious given Lorenz's current state. He peppers a few light kisses along Lorenz's pale collarbone, then peeks up at him again.

"It's okay." Okay if he wants to stop, okay if he wants to keep going. No matter how much he teases him, Claude doesn't want to scare him off, merely rib him a little. "Just tell me what you want to do."

It's certainly not like he needs the magical compulsion he's under to listen to him, but maybe it'll help Lorenz feel a little more in control of the situation. In the meantime, however, Claude's kisses resume, descending from his collarbone down to his sternum.