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𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦, @COMEDICDESIRES.

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[ tired whining. he’s shaking his head dismissively. ] you’re the cutest.

ah.. you're cute.. [he's tired for damn sure. but mad is so... adorable, being like this.]



[ soft purring as he cuddles up the other, hiding his face in dark’s chest. ] your smile is cute..

[a crimson blush crosses his face, producing a smile.] i love you too. [a chuckle as he gently places mad on his bed, moving to cuddle the other.] i love you a lot.



[ shaky breathing. mad gently picks his head up, leaning upwards to press a gentle kiss to dark’s lips. ] love you. [ he’s Mumbling again, jesus, why can’t he speak up ( now ) ? ]

yeah, mad? [confusion gently shows. mad was usually comfortable around dark, but never like this.]



hey, dark? [ he mumbles, continuing to cuddle into his chest. ]

mhm, i believe that, love. [chuckle. he knows mad would only hurt him if he had made him mad enough.]



shut ( up. ) i‘d still kick your ass. [ he lies through his teeth, hands clinging to the fabric of the other’s suit. ] ....if i felt like it.

christ, i got you good, didn't i? [he's proud of mad for not being so bad. he's probably bad though, something might have been crushed.]



...fine. [ mad huffed, hiding his face further as he squirmed slightly, soft mewls being let out every now and then. ] [ he.. really was a mess, huh. ]

i do what i what, and what i want is to be soft. [he presses his lips a small bit harder against one of the marks, then continues to be gentle.]



don’t go— nhh, soft on me now, [ he whines hoarsely once again, despite the pleased sounds that leave him at the gentle kisses. ]

awh jeez.. you're a mess. [gently presses kisses all over the other's neck, kissing even more gently when his lips touched the bruises.]



[ mad’s panting softly, neck red and already forming bruises. ] . . mmn. [ he nods, whining into the other’s neck. ]

[his hand is tired, so he lets go abruptly, smirking.] heh. did you like that? [he's nice enough to pull mad into his arms and then lift him.]



/ might, be making a self oc


[ pressing up against the wall, his body begins to shake, eyes drooping slightly. ] [ he wishes he could say the possibility of dark crushing something scared him— but it only excited him that much more. ]

[will he let go? no. he'll tighten his grip even harder.] [he doesn't care if he crushes something anymore. personally, he thinks he should.]



[ his eyes well up with tears from the sensation, struggling to breathe. ] [ he’s ( whining ) now. ]

[hell, he'd probably crush mad's neck if he asked for more.] [his eyes seem to shine with sexual tension, squeezing harder, shoving his fingers further down cry's throat.]



[ choked out sounds quickly came from mad, wasting no time in sucking on the fingers in his mouth. ] [ gazing at dark with a mischievous glint in his eyes, a shaky hand reached up to urge him to squeeze harder. ] [ he was enjoying this more than he really should be. ]

[without hesitation, he quickly set his hand on mad's neck, squeezing.] fuck you. you're a /bitch/. [he continues to squeeze, his other hand sticking two fingers down the other's mouth.] i'm not going to regret a single thing i do to you.



heehee, don’t think i want to, /darky./ [ he cheekily sticks out his tongue as the other male presses against him, face only getting redder by the second. ] then do it, you coward. ( hurt me. ) mark me up. make me scream and sob. i dare you.

shut up, fucker. [he's panting heavily already, pushing against the other male, bodies touching close with barely enough space.] ugh... i wanna hurt you. you're not marked up.



hmmm... alright. [ his hands move rather slowly, clearly taking his time until the tie is completely off. he looks rather smug. ] you seem so desperate, it’s cute.

please. i should've known this was going to happen.. [a small whine from him, desperately grabbing mad's hands, forcing them on his tie.] /now/.



[ there’s a teasing giggle that comes from mad as he’s pushed against the wall, pulling away from the kiss to gaze at dark. ] someone’s eager. [ he laughs again, grinning widely. ] need some help with that?

[he's frantic in quickly trying to remove his tie so he can unbutton his shirt but he's having a hard time with undoing the knot.] [with a growl, he switches their places, pushing mad against the wall.]



[ mad smirks into the kiss, slowly trailing his hands down to dark’s chest. ] [ they were ( so ) close now, god. ]

[grunt. he wasn't expecting to have the kiss deepened by mad, god no.] [pulls mad closer, using the collar of his shirt.]



[ oh, he definitely didn’t plan on giving dark an easy time from here. ] [ deepen the kiss. ]

[hell, he didn't expect mad to be as easy as his alter ego was. surprising.]



i’m n— [ mad immediately quiets down as dark’s lips meet his own, wrapping his arms around his neck. ]

you do, don't deny it. [a kiss that leads to mad's lips? definitely.]



[ he can’t stop himself from blushing, trying to bite back a smile. ] mmn.... i guess i do.

you love me. [kisses the other's cheek.] heh.



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