[ he's become accustomed to it - to the feeling of Eichi's scales on his skin. it was strange, maybe, at first, but now he's used to it - likes it, even. if his hands aren't an issue, then his mouth isn't, either. they're part of eichi, after all, and Tenn loves eichi, so there isn't a problem.

he tips his head backwards - eyes fluttering closed and hips giving a gentle but needy rock into the touch. ]

... No. I know that you're not going to hurt me.