[oh, is that how he wants to play it? a hot thrill of excitement hits him, and raven lets go of his cane to grab a fistful of noah's hair, tugging on it as he shoves two fingers into his mouth and tries to force it open again]

I'm starting to think you don't want a reward. You'd rather have me punish you instead, is that it?

[his voice has hit a lower octave, husky and almost growling]