[Nero bites down on his lip, visibly turned on by the forceful grope. He sucks in a deep breath, before sitting up to straddle Jason fully - and summoning a knife to his hand. Its tip, balanced carefully on the skin above his exposed navel, while not lethally sharp, was just pointed enough to feel dangerous, and leave a mark.

Though still breathless, Nero peers down at him and growls,]

Not very good at behaving, are you...

[Then slowly draws the knife upwards - slicing through the bottom hem of Jason's shirt as its tip trails a thin red line over his skin.]