“But I mean it,” he murmurs, nosing down to Sawyers shoulder where there would have been a scarred imprint of his teeth. It’s bare, though so he just kisses it instead.
His fingers draw idly over the others back; smooth unbranded skin, and scarred alike. Almost like he’s trying to map him out.
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Date: 2022-04-24 08:35 pm (UTC)His fingers draw idly over the others back; smooth unbranded skin, and scarred alike. Almost like he’s trying to map him out.
“Sexiest little thing ever.”