[The coils around his body are expected, if heavy and a bit disbalancing. If Atem wasn't wound around him, Ryou might just have toppled over. But...they're close now, closer than they usually are, and so when they part from their kiss, Ryou laughs breathlessly at the practicality of what Atem's asking there.

It's funny to him, that they've gone back to business even though Ryou's entangled like prey within the warm coils of Atem's snake half.]

H-hahaha! You're asking where I'll bite you, when you've got me in your clutches like this? It seems like the reverse, doesn't it? Like you could stop me, or worse.

[It's probably weird that he's saying that, isn't it? But...Atem must understand Ryou's weird thought pathways by now, honestly.

Ryou shifts a little, not quite pulling away, but at least bringing his arm closer to himself, or so it seems, until he takes one of Atem's hands in his own, pulling it to his lips and pressing a kiss against the knuckles. It...takes almost more restraint than he has, not to sink his teeth into skin, but when it's someone he cares about, Ryou really does push himself a little harder to do the right thing.]

Would your wrist be okay? I'd feel bad biting your neck, or anywhere with scales.