[Fortunately, Thancred couldn't care less how much he gets marked up. He's a ho anyway. It won't reveal a thing! So he can gasp openly at the scratches, leaning into Vergil's hand and the sting that makes him feel a little more alive.

He'll have to move a bit to get rid of his pants, but that's fine. He has to kick off his stupid cutsey sneakers, too.]

You know, it is a bit unfair if I don't get to rough you up so much.