[sungki snorts, dodging the last kiss to bite at hunter's neck instead. but it's the tip of his tongue that strikes like a match against the other's skin, sending a fire through his blood. the fae's lips are what cools it, and each press of them makes marks all the way down to hunter's collarbone. each mark turns into the shape of a black moth.]
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Date: 2023-01-15 11:47 pm (UTC)Like that?