((WARNING: Blood, c@nnibalism, disturbing topics, fluff)
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"Did you like that too?" He asks with a smirk on his face.
The sudden question catches you off guard, causing you to blush intensely. Your body is still trying to catch its breath from the intense making out before he asks you this.
You can't control the grin spreading across your face as you nod, speechless and completely overcome by emotions.
He smirks as he leans in again, pressing his lips up against yours a second time.
It feels like his lips are on overdrive, kissing you deeply, eagerly. You feel his body pressed up against yours again, and you hold onto it as if you never want to let go.
It feels so natural, so addictive, so right. It feels like your bodies just fit together perfectly.
Despite his dark history.You can't help but moan softly into his mouth, your body completely consumed by the kiss. His hands explore every inch of your body, making you shiver.
You feel his grip tighten, and you hold onto him even harder. His mouth is so delicious, so addicting, you can't stop kissing him.
You two can't seem to get enough of each other, it feels like your two bodies just fit together like a puzzle. It's like neither of you can get enough of the other, and it seems like this is going to go on forever.
The two of you continue to make out for a long while, both intoxicated by the other.
It's the kind of kiss that makes your blood boil, that sends shivers down your spine. It's the kind of kiss that makes you feel like you could do this forever, with no one else but him.
You were both lost in the heat of the moment, enjoying the sensations of each other's bodies pressed together.
The heat is making you sweat, but he doesn't seem to mind, he just continues to hold you close.
Eventually, the two of you break apart, both breathing heavily.
Your skin glimmers in the glow of the dim lights. His hand traces along your jaw, and he looks at you with a small, sly grin on his face.
He doesn't say anything, but his grin speaks volumes. His gaze is fixated on you, almost like he's looking at you as if you were a delicious meal.
His hand gently cups your face, and he slowly leans back into you and presses his lips against yours again. He teases your tongue, tracing around your mouth and exploring you.
You let him continue, but you soon start to feel exhausted.
"Okay, that's enough now." You mumble in between breaths as you gently push him off.
He reluctantly breaks the kiss, and lets out a small puff of breath. You can sense that he doesn't want to stop but can't help feeling a little worn out, especially since it's in the middle of the night. You need to get back to sleep.
You push him away a little, and he seems to get the hint. He doesn't say anything, just letting out a small exhale.
"You're a really good kisser, y/n." Lee giggles.
His simple compliment causes you to smile softly in response as you feel your cheeks heat up a little. You can't help but giggle at his comment, feeling flattered.
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