[he expels his tongue as soon as it is bitten and looks a bit put out for a few moments, then just grins] I didn't try to choke you, idiot, yer takin' it too seriously~ [he growls at the insinuation that he would EVER tell; he has insecurities too, you know!] Like hell I'd tell anybody! This is private shit! Hmph.

[Still, he's not really angry. He doesn't have the heart to be offended right now, still happily basking in the afterglow. Of course, there's a ghost of a feeling that he focuses on. Ah...] Guess it's yer turn now, huh? [in a surprisingly fast motion, like a snake striking, he grabs Ichigo by the shoulders, hard and forces him down on the bloody, messed sheets with himself positioned over, chest to chest. Is he tired? Hell yes he is. Is he so much of a bastard that he's going to let Ichigo suffer like that? Naaaah.]