A thing that Louis will keep, hold tight in his chest: the sound of Daniel's voice saying Yours.
Arches up, brushing a sharp-toothed kiss to Daniel's mouth on the way to his throat.
Louis has held his place, his fingers over the scar that's remained, all these years. Daniel touches him, and Louis' whole body is flush with the sensation, fine tremors betraying the way Louis' self-control is fraying apart. He kisses Daniel's throat, mouths softly over the scarring before Louis bites him there.
Delicate, the way Louis breaks the skin. Hard-won finesse, the best of his capabilities, holding himself in check as he bites down.
They're already sunk so deeply into each others heads. Daniel is treated to the way Louis receives his blood, the taste of him, the way Louis' emotions flare bright as the blood forges a link of its own. As he drinks from Daniel, swallows down the familiar taste of him. Thoughts a blur of overlapping images and feeling, such deep, overwhelming affection as Louis drinks slow, luxurious swallows from Daniel's throat.
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Arches up, brushing a sharp-toothed kiss to Daniel's mouth on the way to his throat.
Louis has held his place, his fingers over the scar that's remained, all these years. Daniel touches him, and Louis' whole body is flush with the sensation, fine tremors betraying the way Louis' self-control is fraying apart. He kisses Daniel's throat, mouths softly over the scarring before Louis bites him there.
Delicate, the way Louis breaks the skin. Hard-won finesse, the best of his capabilities, holding himself in check as he bites down.
They're already sunk so deeply into each others heads. Daniel is treated to the way Louis receives his blood, the taste of him, the way Louis' emotions flare bright as the blood forges a link of its own. As he drinks from Daniel, swallows down the familiar taste of him. Thoughts a blur of overlapping images and feeling, such deep, overwhelming affection as Louis drinks slow, luxurious swallows from Daniel's throat.