Fond of rumpots, crackpots, and how are you, Mr. Wilson?

I like biting. Not nibbling, and no vampire/blood drinking silliness, but actual, animal instinct biting. Get a good mouthful of muscle, chomp down and hang ON -- not to crush or to pierce, but just to hold tight. I like to be bitten, and I like to bite in my own turn -- I once scared my lover by nicking a vein in his neck, but not breaking the skin, so the blood ballooned up under the skin like a grape. We iced it, and the following hickey was spectacular, but we both knew it was the sign of a Really Great Shag, that.