[Sullivan wouldn't part from him if he didn't think it was the thing to do - there's ecstasy in it for him too, when Zephir's sunk his teeth into his flesh and torn him open. The pain, the heat, it's a bliss that makes him want to fuck, his hands running up through Zephir's hair and digging in half-moons to his skin with a tight grip of his own.
But he does pull back, breathing deep, pressing a kiss to Zephir's forehead and allowing him to gnash and nip some more before he applies a bit of pressure to introduce a wedge of space between them.]
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But he does pull back, breathing deep, pressing a kiss to Zephir's forehead and allowing him to gnash and nip some more before he applies a bit of pressure to introduce a wedge of space between them.]