Shinya moaned, clutching the back of Kyo’s shirt as his eyes rolled up in to his head. The mixture of pleasure and pain was confusing. He wanted to pull away, but the butterflies in his stomach made him want to stay. Kyo’s tongue lapped at the blood flowing freely from his neck, sucking it on occasion when the blood flow began to slow down.
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I'll keep you posted, okay? :)
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