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Marko's Room
Kris leans his head back as Marko's fangs graze his bared throat. His hands go to the nape of his neck to push Marko away from that one spot.
Marko wraps his arms around Kris, pulling him closer to his chest, his rock-hard abs able to be felt through the shirt.
"Marko, you're not supposed to be doing this." Kris groans.
"I'm not going to bite you, don't worry." Marko reassures, his lower region staking it's claim.
"I don't think your other parts agree with you. You know how your biting makes us both hard."
"Do you want me to bite you?"
"Dude, no. Not with your brothers and Laddie in the cave."
"Fine, we'll do that stuff later."
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The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)
Fanfiction"They're only noodles Michael. Tell me, how could a million Chinese people be wrong." Just a typical Imagines book. Requests are open, just pm me or comment. Can write smut.
