[ cloud’s attention is unwavering, entirely focused on him. the palms of his hands skate up daan’s waist, mapping out his skin, and he’s kissing him again all the while. ]
You want people to see… [ the pitch of his voice lowers, quieted and rigid. ] …To know that you’re mine.
[ and so without hesitation, his teeth scrape against the angle of his neck. he sucks harshly, purple blossoming beneath his lips, before biting — hard. he’s thumbing at one of daan’s nipples as his other hand rests against his hip, firmly holding him in place. ]
…I want them to know too. I’d show them if I could.
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You want people to see… [ the pitch of his voice lowers, quieted and rigid. ] …To know that you’re mine.
[ and so without hesitation, his teeth scrape against the angle of his neck. he sucks harshly, purple blossoming beneath his lips, before biting — hard. he’s thumbing at one of daan’s nipples as his other hand rests against his hip, firmly holding him in place. ]
…I want them to know too. I’d show them if I could.