“Good. You’re not allowed to move, lotus flower. I 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙 it.”
Brandon couldn’t see, but Nikolai was smiling like a damn fool against his neck, nipping and suckling at his sweet skin.
⠀ ⠀Hi, Niko.
{ Brandon smiled spread further, leaning back into his boyfriend’s arms, feeling 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 and /secure/, sighing happily. }
I think I’m going to just stay right here.
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attention to me
*bites you*
pay attentio
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deep into neat locks as he teethed at his earlobe. It was impossible to remain composed around him. Not that he was ever / 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 / in the first place.
“You drive me fucking 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚, lotus flower.”
It wasn’t a complaint, but a warning, because if he carried on. . . Well, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from tearing off Brandon’s clothes and taking him right there.
Nikolai groaned, 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, fingers sinking
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⠀ ⠀{ 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙, Brandon immediately filed it into his memory, pushing Niko’s leg in between his thighs while their bodies melt together. —— he then pressed his lips across the entirety of his boyfriend’s collar bone.
He /loved/ tasting him. }
Nikolai was just as fast. All the times he followed ( *𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 ) Brandon on his morning runs had paid off so he was able to catch up, but in a 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠, he vanished behind a suit of armour and stifled a laugh. Oh, how he loved messing with him. It was like a secret game.
⠀ ⠀𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛𝙛, /Niko/.
{ he knew he couldn’t win this game. Not against him. It didn’t matter how far he ran, or how much he fight. Nikolai 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 him. —— although, Brandon didn’t make it *𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺,his sprint becoming a /run/ down the corridor. It helped he did
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