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Gally: Trophies (Part 3)

Ward's POV;

I woke the next morning, something furry attached to my shoulder. I gasped, the pulling sensation getting stronger. I suddenly remembered where we were. We were still in the pit, Gally and I. He must have been feeling better from last night, because he had rolled over to face me, and was now sucking my shoulder. I frowned, his sucking turning to biting as he must have realised I was now awake. It hurt for a moment, but it was also much gentler than when he usually gave me hickeys, so I didn't stop him.

He kept biting and sucking at my shoulder and I suddenly giggled. This time he stopped, giving me a quick nip before lifting his head up to look at me. "Morning," He said, looking strangely sleepy.

"You alright there big guy?" I asked, wanting to know why he was attacking me so early in the morning.

"We didn't get to, y'know, last night," he murmured, "I wanted to make it up to you."

"Gally, were you drooling?" I asked, looking at the corner of his mouth. His smirked a little crooked smirk at me.

"Well, i wasn't the only one," he said. I frowned, lifting my head up and realising I had dirt glued to the side of my face.

"Why?!" I said, frustrated with myself, "I can't believe I'm so uncivilised," I said calmer, looking at Gally apologetically. In response Gally leaned back down to my shoulder, attempting to continue his earlier work. I hummed, pulling his hair. "Stop, you'll leave a mark. You know my tank top doesn't cover any of my shoulders," I panted heavily, knowing that that was exactly the point to his action.

"None of them - ever - mine - touch you - never," Gally muttered inbetween kisses, pulling on the skin of my shoulder every single time. I bit my lip, but got my own back by lightly stroking his neck. I felt him shiver at my touch, and he was at the perfect spot that while he was kissing my shoulder I could do the exact same thing to his neck. I leaned down, getting a spot on his jaw. I bit and licked the spot, knowing that he couldn't help himself. He growled, and it felt like his teeth would go into my flesh.

I gasped again, but I used my own marking spot to deepen my attack. He softened, loosening his hold on me to breathe heavily, almost crumbling into my lap. I smiled, holding him firm so I could finish my masterpiece. His skin was hot underneath me, and when I felt a soft pulse coming from the spot I released him, admiring the large red mark I had left. I looked down at my shoulder as he stood up, my eyes widening at the large purple mark. "How long were you working on that Treetrunk?" I asked, looking impressed with him.