It's more common than you think. [ But he doesn't press the topic further. It's not the sort of activity you jump into all at once -- but cultivate in degrees. Hei operates on stealth and subtlety for moments like these; for spinning patient skeins of webs. He's willing to let the idea fester in her head for awhile. If she's still intrigued by it, they'll revisit it in a practical sense later. He lets her draw him in, arms and legs and bright-blue eyes. Dips to catch a few more clear droplets from her collarbone, then licks a line down her chest. Addresses himself to one nipple, then the other, biting gently, then harder. It's easy to get lost in this, to indulge in the number of whims skirting his mind regarding her; he isn't terribly interested in chatting anymore. ]

[ But he does draw back to murmur, ] You can stick to trying a safeword for now. If I do something you're uneasy with, say 'Jackalope.' [ Let her test the concept out, in an atmosphere she's familiar with -- sex on a rougher scale -- before they step into the complexities. ]