That...really isn't exactly what Kim meant, but he's certainly not going to clarify because, well: again, he enjoys Chris claiming him, both in the metaphorical and literal sense.

He sucks in a sharp breath at the workings of Chris' teeth and lips and lifts a hand up into his hair to bury it there while the cleric makes his mark.

"I...I feel, though, as if I should warn you...I don't...have much practice in having a-- partner."

Lover? Boyfriend?

"...None at all, really. I may...fumble my way through it a bit."