He would be alright. I knew he was just staring to be staring, and not to have to meet anyone's eyes for a while, but it was sort of unnerving. I kept it, and it put a strain down the line of his hair, a strain like pulling on a rope, and knowing it was tied tight. The pure brown of his eyes like chocolate, the look in them already a little unfocused, when all I'd done was lay my cheek against his thigh and breathed out along his testicles.
Richard's. He slid his fingers out from inside me, and said, Now, you're ready. The only way you can catch something from a vampire or lycanthrope is if one of us has fucked someone who's got something, then fucks you after. Weird necromancy stuff, metaphysics, magic, whatever you want to call it.
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