[ It spurs him on, makes him more insistent, all pointed teeth and fangs sinking and sliding once skin is broken, the smell and taste of blood pooling and staining his mouth. Dom moans into the largest bite so far, feverishly thinking he'll be like me, we'll be the same, he'll know what it's like, we'll be together forever. This could never turn Theo into a werewolf; to this day Dom isn't entirely sure how the curse is passed on, but what if — what if instead of a curse it was their bond?
He's panting when he lets go, looking more delirious and bloodthirsty than ever. Sloppily wiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, Dom licks Theo's newest wounds like it's a kiss. ]
I love you, [ Muttered, kissing and swiping his tongue. ] I love your blood.
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He's panting when he lets go, looking more delirious and bloodthirsty than ever. Sloppily wiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, Dom licks Theo's newest wounds like it's a kiss. ]
I love you, [ Muttered, kissing and swiping his tongue. ] I love your blood.
Teddie, I — I need you to hurt me back.
[ His cock twitches. ]