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Al captar por fin la atención del lobo, una sonrisa se dibujó en sus labios, dejando entrever el brillo de sus colmillos.
ㅤ“ᅠ¡Kyungsoo!ᅠ” exclamó, alzando la mano para acariciar sus orejas con suavidad.
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The words came out rougher than he meant, but didn’t pull back. His gaze lingered on Jules’s mouth for a fraction too long before flicking away.
“ᅠAnd for the record,ㅤ” added, quieter now, “ᅠI’m still here because I haven’t decided if you’re worth running from yet.ㅤ”
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froze — not from fear, not exactly. The warmth of breath against his jaw felt too close, too deliberate; it dragged heat beneath his skin that shouldn’t have been there. His gaze flicked up, catching the faint glint of Jules’s eyes behind the light — unreadable, heavy.
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laugh slipped out of him ——— quiet 、 low. more exhale than sound. hyung. the word rolled off his tongue like something half sweet 、 half poison. fingers lifted 、 enough to curl around the wrist still pressed
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to do while pretending control hadn’t just slipped through his fingers.
ㅤ“ᅠIf you want lessons,ㅤ” he said, voice thin but steady, “ᅠstart by not breathing down someone’s neck like a ghost.ㅤ”
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Pulse stuttered, breath catching again at the words — watchful eyes. Something about the way he said it crawled under his skin. Still, he refused to back away, even when the air between them felt sharp enough to cut.
ㅤ“ᅠRelate?ᅠ” he managed, voice low, almost scoffing.
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head tilted 、 slow : almost reptilian. low hum left his throat 、 one that didnt quite sound human … not when the sting of the mace still burned raw in his sinuses.
❛ masochist .ᐣ you think thats what this
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His fingers twitched but didn’t pull back from his chest. ㅤ“ᅠMaybe. But the difference is I don’t enjoy it.ᅠ”
His throat bobbed, forcing a shaky breath past it. The corner of his mouth tugged upward — a faint, defiant smirk.
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