[Koby swallows hard, conscious of how his throat works when he does so, how the collar of his too-big sweater has his neck bare, the hollow where his pulse beats quick and birdlike, the dip of his collarbone. He knows Daniel sees it, knows all about arteries and jugulars and the veins that spider through his body, beneath the delicate skin of his throat.
And that look – Daniel’s eyes are different, brighter, more vivid, like Louis’s are, like Armand’s. He’s one of them now, carrying himself subtly differently, smoother, with a predatory grace that sets off every instinct Koby has. His breath comes a bit quicker, body thrumming with the desire to turn and bolt, to run away, flight over fight. Because Daniel would win any fight. He could be across the distance between them in an instant, could overpower Koby without even trying, could open his mouth and sink his teeth right into that spot where neck and shoulder meet and –
Sudden, shameful heat floods his stomach, his chest, reflected in the blush that rises in his cheeks, and that’s – absolutely not something he should be feeling right now. Yes, there’s the quiet, shy, awkward crush he’s harbored since the first day he’d met Daniel, maybe, a mixture of hero worship and admiration and genuine affection, tangled into something that ultimately keeps him from running away, but that doesn’t mean he should be reacting like that, thinking about being bitten.
Swallowing again, reaching up to tug awkwardly at the neck of his sweater:] You – probably were, I think thats, um. How this place is designed. To make us walk in, um.
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And that look – Daniel’s eyes are different, brighter, more vivid, like Louis’s are, like Armand’s. He’s one of them now, carrying himself subtly differently, smoother, with a predatory grace that sets off every instinct Koby has. His breath comes a bit quicker, body thrumming with the desire to turn and bolt, to run away, flight over fight. Because Daniel would win any fight. He could be across the distance between them in an instant, could overpower Koby without even trying, could open his mouth and sink his teeth right into that spot where neck and shoulder meet and –
Sudden, shameful heat floods his stomach, his chest, reflected in the blush that rises in his cheeks, and that’s – absolutely not something he should be feeling right now. Yes, there’s the quiet, shy, awkward crush he’s harbored since the first day he’d met Daniel, maybe, a mixture of hero worship and admiration and genuine affection, tangled into something that ultimately keeps him from running away, but that doesn’t mean he should be reacting like that, thinking about being bitten.
Swallowing again, reaching up to tug awkwardly at the neck of his sweater:] You – probably were, I think thats, um. How this place is designed. To make us walk in, um.
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