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Warm blood drips from my nose, and I realize just how much my body
has betrayed me with this surge of over–excitement. I wipe it away
with the back of my hand, laughing softly at the irony of it all.
“Yes, I’m hearing you perfectly, my love,” I reply, my smile remaining
dark and satisfied. “I was just enjoying the view.”
“Gross, man… what the hell was that?” Magnus furrows his brow,
incredulous. “Did you just bleed?”
I give a short laugh and stare at that perfect face, illuminated by his
disbelief.
“Yes, love. Have you never seen someone get a nosebleed from pure
lust?”
His eyes widen, and in a swift motion, he grabs a towel to cover his
body, which pulls another laugh from me, even more amused than the
last.
I rise from the bed calmly and approach, him. He is still gripping the towel tightly, his face tense. I don’t give him time to retreat: my hand wraps around the back of his neck, firm, and I pull him against me.
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Our lips meet in a hot clash. I pour all my pent–up arousal into the
kiss–deep, dominating, leaving no room for escape. I take control of
every movement, invading his mouth and trapping his tongue
between my lips, sucking on it slowly as if I wanted to steal his very
breath.
The taste of his mouth is sweet, addictive, and better than any drug.
Every movement of his tongue leaves me in a feverish state, hungry
for more. I pull back for an instant, slowly licking his lips, savoring
the remains of that forbidden nectar, and I stare at him. My god’s
brown eyes are so magnificent that I can’t resist: I press our lips
together again, and the struggle restarts.
Our tongues fight for dominance, tangling and pushing with wet
violence. The kiss grows in intensity, so sensual and voracious that a
string of saliva escapes the corner of his mouth. I lean in without
hesitation, licking the warm trail until I capture it all, and
immediately invade his mouth once more, gripping his waist firmly to
keep him pinned to me. I devour every sigh, every muffled moan.
I only pull away when I notice the agony of breathlessness written on
his face, his lips parted as he searches for air, his chest heaving
against mine. The smile that spreads across my lips is sickly and
satisfied, as if I had just tasted the most forbidden flavor in the world.
“I’m loving seeing this Magnus so obedient.”
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A laugh escapes me, sick and maniacal, as I slowly run my tongue
over my lips.
“Even returning my kisses, as if you were born for this. Oh, my love…
feeling your mouth against mine is better than any heaven, any hell,
any vice. You have no idea how much you drive me insane.”
I tilt my head, my eyes fixed on him like a predator savoring its prey.
This is the best feeling in the world: my god surrendering, even if it’s
all an act to try and win my trust.
A low, sickly chuckle escapes me.
But I will take very good advantage of this, my love, until the fake
becomes real.
Magnus snorts, his gaze heavy with boredom.
“Kissing is the easiest thing in the world, so don’t feel special. And
stop with these dramatic speeches about heaven and hell. It’s way too
cliché,” he says dryly as he picks up his uniform.
I just smile at his indifference, savoring every movement.
“Well, if it’s such an easy thing… from now on, we’re going to be
kissing all the time.”
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I see him tense up. He glares at me and rolls his eyes.
“Whatever.”
I run my thumb over my still–moist lips and smile at him, slow and malicious. To him, it might seem like something silly or trivial, but to
me, it is the best reward in the world, and I am going to take
advantage of every second.
