Hakkai cries out at the sting of Jedao's teeth in the hollow of his hip, unstrung and unrestrained; his hand slides into Jedao's hair, tightening on the messy strands now grown long.
"Please," he says meaninglessly, not sure what he's pleading for: anything, everything Jedao wants to give him, if he's surrendering himself to the heady surety of being wanted.
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"Please," he says meaninglessly, not sure what he's pleading for: anything, everything Jedao wants to give him, if he's surrendering himself to the heady surety of being wanted.