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Nox's eyes dilate with want. The intoxication bears down on him at once, unrelenting like a wildfire born in his stomach. His expression is dark and intense, trapping Sol beneath him.
But Sol is a ravenous beast in his own right, and he's good at looking like a bullied puppy so he does just that, pouting and huffing at his beloved.
Nox feels conflicted. He pauses just slightly and smiles, wry. "You'll break, my love."
"…B-break me," Sol practically whines. "You can…break me…I—" He wishes to be broken, wishes to be torn asunder, and wishes that Nox devours him from the inside out. It is only right.
