Damien: Who do you belong? *pulls on Zane's hair*
Zane: Y-you.
Damien: Your damn right!! Nobody else!!! *pulls on it hard and let's go*
Zane: *blushing* I was just talking to the barista.
Damien: Sure you were. Open your mouth.
Zane: *growls*
Damien: *growls back* Open your damn mouth!
Zane: *crosses his arms and opens it*
Damien: *spits in his mouth and kisses his forehead* That wasn't that hard.
Zane: Fuck you, I have a boner now.
Damien: Good. I wanna fuck you against the stall. Bite on my jacket. *takes off his jacket*
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Zane lives for pain and Damien would give it to him. Right?
