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Alaric watched him with a mixture of amusement and admiration, a smile playing on his lips as he pressed and grinned his penis.
He leaned in closer, his mouth brushing against the sensitive skin of Raven's neck, planting soft kisses that sent shivers down Raven's spine.
The gentle caress was a stark contrast to the rough treatment he had just doled out, a reminder that Alaric was in complete control of their shared experience.
"So beautiful…," Alaric murmured against Raven's neck, his lips lingering there as if savoring the taste of his skin.
He could feel Raven's pulse racing beneath his touch, the rapid beat a testament to the younger man's arousal and confusion.
