Kamon’s white eyes narrowed as Volt’s lips traced over his hand, his smirk curving wider with each kiss. The weight of his claws against that teasing mouth was no accident, a sharp edge grazing tender skin before slipping past parted lips.
makes me want to drag it out of you piece by piece . ❞ His free hand rose, settling firm beneath Volt’s jaw, guiding his face upward with a tilt. Kamon let his claws drag slow over his muscle of a tongue, finding pleasure in the heat, it was +
❝ … but you’re right. I’d rather see you worship me than watch you collapse. go on, then. Show me how much of that devotion’s real. ❞ His squat left him low enough to meet his gaze. as he leaned forward, elbows braced against his knees, waiting patiently.
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⠀ Kamon’s head tilted at the answer, the faintest sound slipping from him, something between a scoff and a laugh. ❝ Bold mouth on your knees like that … ❞ he muttered, his usual smirk widening.
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“The latter.”
He lets the words hang, gaze locked and unflinching. A wicked gleam sparks in his eyes, softened by the slow curl of a smile meant to coax rather than corner.
“Unless you’re not into that … then I’ll gladly give you the former.”
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⠀ He’d stop mid-stride, eyes narrowed at the other man, his head tilting just slightly. without warning, he lowers himself into a squat. ❝ did your legs give out or are you tryin’ to worship me ? ❞
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his smile softened, ❝ twice, huh ? ❞ he almost sounded .. amused. ❝ don’t worry, I don’t need you to fall for it … only to wonder if I’ll prove you wrong . ❞
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her shoulders seemed to drop at his laughter , her own lips parting with a sigh she didn't even know she was holding .
“ᅠi should have guessed so ...
but i'm not falling for it twice .ᅠ”
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