[It's unusual for Sandalphon to have dreams, lately. He's had less of them since he stopped having those horrible nightmares, and he can count the number of good ones he's had on one hand.
This one is starting out pretty nice so far, though—he's with Izumi, which is always a treat; nuzzling against him, teasing the thin skin of his throat and along his collarbone with his teeth, leaving small red marks in his wake. He trails kisses down his chest and then back up, laving his tongue along the dip in his neck, feeling the warm, gentle rhythm of his pulse. Sometimes he tastes like evenly-blended makeup, or the gentle soaps he uses to clean it off; this time, though, his throat and his neck just taste lightly of Izumi's own sweat, and it's wonderful.
Ah...it would be lovely to just take a bite out of him.]
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[He's aware of the smell before the thick, metallic taste of blood registers in his head. Without quite realizing it, he's sunk his teeth deeply into Izumi's shoulder, but rather than pull away in alarm...he just quietly watches Izumi's face out of the corner of his eye as he laps at the blood leaking from the bite. It's always been so terrifying when he was too rough in the past, but it's so sweet on his tongue...he can't help but crave more of it already, and without properly waiting for a response from Izumi he's already begun to nibble at his shoulder again, seeking another soft spot to bite down on.]
cannibalism.............
This one is starting out pretty nice so far, though—he's with Izumi, which is always a treat; nuzzling against him, teasing the thin skin of his throat and along his collarbone with his teeth, leaving small red marks in his wake. He trails kisses down his chest and then back up, laving his tongue along the dip in his neck, feeling the warm, gentle rhythm of his pulse. Sometimes he tastes like evenly-blended makeup, or the gentle soaps he uses to clean it off; this time, though, his throat and his neck just taste lightly of Izumi's own sweat, and it's wonderful.
Ah...it would be lovely to just take a bite out of him.]
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[He's aware of the smell before the thick, metallic taste of blood registers in his head. Without quite realizing it, he's sunk his teeth deeply into Izumi's shoulder, but rather than pull away in alarm...he just quietly watches Izumi's face out of the corner of his eye as he laps at the blood leaking from the bite. It's always been so terrifying when he was too rough in the past, but it's so sweet on his tongue...he can't help but crave more of it already, and without properly waiting for a response from Izumi he's already begun to nibble at his shoulder again, seeking another soft spot to bite down on.]