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Rafaello d'Este ([personal profile] mordacita) wrote in [personal profile] spoofer 2017-06-05 03:44 am (UTC)

[ One moment he's in Vex's arms, and the next he's on his bed. That's how it feels, because Rafa's awareness shifts the moment Vex pulls him close. All of a sudden his world is full of kisses and lips and hands and a scent that's so familiar and the sound of a faerie's heart pounding in his ears. He responds to it on instinct, his arms circling Vex's shoulders and his legs wrapping around his waist as soon as he's lifted. Rafa isn't aware of how far Vex carries him, or of the door opening. He goes where he's brought, because he's so focused on kissing those lips, sliding his tongue into that mouth, moving his hands into thick black curls and keeping Vex against him.

There's softness pressing at his back as he's laid down. He takes that in, but doesn't question it. Far more important is pulling Vex on top of him, and then pulling off his shirt or top or whatever the hell it is, so that he can get his hands sliding over those smooth, pale shoulders. You're here, he keeps thinking, when he's able to think at all.
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Vex, Vex... [ Is all he actually gets out, and then he's interrupting himself. He trails soft kisses along Vex's jaw, all the way to his neck, where he feels a pulse point heating up his skin. Rafa shivers and kisses it, his fangs already pushing against his lips. It doesn't take much to make him react to Vex, not these days. This passion is sudden, but it doesn't matter. He'll give himself over to it. ]

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