[ one more breath he told himself and then he would move to separate them. one more breath and hwylryn's teeth catch onto his skin and pull him in even deeper than before. he sighs into the sensation, into the warmth needling into him, the fingers around hwylryn's heart plucking different kind of notes than before. there's still an edge of pain to it, much like teeth, but there's a pleasure to it, a pleasant ache.
he shouldn't be encouraging this, but here he is, anyway. ]
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he shouldn't be encouraging this, but here he is, anyway. ]