Bite Me

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"Bite me," Dustin scoffed. The two of you had been in an argument that you wound up winning. Dustin was a sore loser. 

You shrugged your shoulders, leaning closer to him. You gently put your teeth on him, applying just a little pressure. 

"Ouch! What the fuck, y/n?" he demanded, looking back at you. 

"You told me to bite you..." you mumble, nuzzling your head against his shoulder. 

"Good lord!" he exclaimed, pushing you back. He stood up from the green room couch, looking back at you only briefly, saying "I hope you know that this means war." As he left the room, you smirked. 

"Oh, baby, I know," you whispered. 

You were setting up the merch table when Dustin first struck. As you were bent over looking for the next size to do merch count, Dustin smacked your ass, causing you to bolt straight up. As you stood, Dustin leaned over and bit your neck gently. 

"Dustin!" you exclaimed, turning and smacking his arm. He laughed, a beautiful grin spreading across his face. You frowned at him, though it was half hearted. He was too cute when he smiled for you to stay mad at him for long. 

As the day progressed, the two of you went back and forth, teasing each other and biting. During VIP, you had gotten Dustin while he was talking to fans, but you had plans for the grand finale. 

As Dustin sang My Demons, standing with his back turned, you sprinted out, wearing a shirt like his and a black skirt. You jumped on his back, wrapping your arms around his neck and biting his shoulder, laughing. He turned his head a little and began to laugh with you, raising his microphone to his lips. 

"Take me high and I'll sing! Oh you make everything okay, okay, okay!" he belted out. You shouted the echo with the rest of the lyrics. Dustin smiled back at you as you jumped around on the stage, singing along to the words that he wrote. He jumped into the crowd, making it back up in time to wrap his arm around your waist and sing the last line with you. 

"Save me! If I become! My demons!" He grinned over at you, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. 

"Save me... if I become... my demons..." he whispered to you, earning a smile. He brought you in again and kissed you, leaving the stage after. He grinned, proud of the woman he chose to spend the rest of his life with. 

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