He doesn't try to stop Liem from pulling away; in fact, freely lets Liem go, lowering his arm to his side. The shine of D's eyes peeks through his lashes as he lowers them apologetically. Gently, he pulls his lips in, briefly getting rid of the last lingering taste of Liem's blood.]
I'm sorry.
[That's earnest, as expected. Liem doesn't have to be weirdly connected through some kind of biting blood pact to know D is genuine in his sentiments.]
I should have gone somewhere more private.
[Would that have made things any less bizarre and horny? No. Would it have helped Liem's scruples? Maybe not particularly. It at least wouldn't have been in an alley, yes. Liem would still have to face the fact D could rouse those kinds of things up, though. Which, the same sensual tethers still stretch themselves out across to Liem despite Liem recoiling away. Wanton, promising.]
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He doesn't try to stop Liem from pulling away; in fact, freely lets Liem go, lowering his arm to his side. The shine of D's eyes peeks through his lashes as he lowers them apologetically. Gently, he pulls his lips in, briefly getting rid of the last lingering taste of Liem's blood.]
I'm sorry.
[That's earnest, as expected. Liem doesn't have to be weirdly connected through some kind of biting blood pact to know D is genuine in his sentiments.]
I should have gone somewhere more private.
[Would that have made things any less bizarre and horny? No. Would it have helped Liem's scruples? Maybe not particularly. It at least wouldn't have been in an alley, yes. Liem would still have to face the fact D could rouse those kinds of things up, though. Which, the same sensual tethers still stretch themselves out across to Liem despite Liem recoiling away. Wanton, promising.]