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Syx fell into Harrison’s arms, relaxing with a soft sigh before leaning in and nipping at the other man’s ear and kissing his cheek, “Why hello.”

Sucking in a sharp breath, his tentacle swelling in response to the promise behind that action, Syx let out a soft whimper. The smells coming from Harrison, the scent of the other man’s arousal was doing nothing to curb his own desires. If he got any more worked up he would be threatening to slide out of his sheath.

In retaliation, Syx growled, his teeth finding the sweet spot on Harrison’s neck again, biting and sucking hard enough it would certainly leave a bright hickey. 

Harrison gasped as Syx’s teeth found the perfect spot and he immediately let go of the other blue man’s nipples.  “God, yes, Syx,” he pants, letting himself be marked in retaliation for his stubborn disobedience.  A hand wraps around Syx, pulling him closer and fisting his tight suit as his body relaxes under the blue villain’s control.

Satisfied his the mark he’d left, Syx kissed it softly, “Such a naughty boy you are.”

His breath was harsh against the damp skin as he tried to control himself. He knew the limits they must abide by, but it was so terribly hard, with this wonderful man in his arms, to remember why. Swallowing he pleaded, “Don’t push me.”

It would be too easy to forget why he couldn’t have him.

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