With my legs together he wasn't brushing up against anything that Requiem had hurt. I broke the kiss and screamed not from pain, but frustration. It was as if the thrust started at his shoulders and danced its way down his body until he thrust himself inside me. Nathaniel had fetched Damian's very own robe from the basement and had taken a side trip to put on a pair of jeans himself.
The blood red of his hair spilled over his shoulders so that it framed the unbelievable whiteness of his body. For a junior in high school, it was spectacular. Don't talk to him, when you want to talk to me, Richard said. Finally he said, If I didn't know that you were human and couldn't slip your skin and be a leopard for real, I'd think you were one of us.
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