[Oh, that's a complicated feeling, and Rover will be immediately alerted to Maverick's trepidation by the way his fingers curl in their hair, tightening into a fist and inadvertently tugging. This wasn't bad -- not bad at all -- but any more than that and he doesn't know anymore. It speaks to his trust in Rover that he lets his hand relax again and that his voice is lacking tension when he requests,]
Please don't bite me. You can do whatever else to me, hurting me's cool, just...uh, no biting.
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Please don't bite me. You can do whatever else to me, hurting me's cool, just...uh, no biting.