Feral
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 3h 22m
Ongoing, First published Dec 22, 2017
Mature
He looked up at the man's eyes, they were watching him.

"Hm?" Light regarded him with questioning eyes.

"You've been staring at me for the past three minutes. You wouldn't happen to have fallen for me so quickly." His face remained blank. But his voice was playful and borderline flirtatious.

Light blushed and looked down at his coffee, telling himself it was the heat from the cup that sent hot shivers down his spine. There was something about this guy that made Light... off.

He decided he wasn't going to be played with, "who could resist such a charming smile." Wonder what that would look like on him. Light thought deeply.

"Oh so it was my lips you were staring at huh?" the raven winked and Light blushed again, realizing for the first time that he had in fact been staring at his tempting lips before the conversation started. 

"You look good in red."
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