"Exactly." Even if he knew that sometimes people came from different points in time or in different universe but that seemed like far complicated point to press onto the others brain right now. The last thing anyone wanted was to be overloaded by information.

"Oh? See now you have define what good rules are? Hm, perhaps always wearing pretty underwear when your dominant gets home.. that's certainly what I'd try." He teased, enjoying the others laugh and blush.

He could sense that shudder and the way the others eyes closed almost wantingly. It was pretty clear why the city had chosen to make the other a submissive. "I'm the prince of hell, of course I'm confident in those who would be on their knees in front of me." Caliban had apparently forgone any allusions about what he was talking about as that dirty talk danced in the air between them. There's a smirk as the other asked that question and Caliban simply leaned closer in that small tucked away alleyway before his lips found the others ear. "And then I'd come all over that pretty face as those beautiful eyes of yours looked up at me."