The whimpering does have an effect on him. And it should - Daeshim needs Lennon just as much, wants him for his own and is ready to protect and fight for him. Sometimes it feels strange, but other times it just feels right.

"I won't leave you."

He strokes his hand along Lennon to soothe him, determined to stay with him for as long as he needs. But he can't get the toy out of his head now. The Fae blinks with a sudden idea and-

Yeah, he sure is trying to shape the tip of one of his vines into a butt plug. What of it.