- Date added
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Aug. 5, 2024, 11:06 a.m.
- Description
- “No, what?” he asks, returning promptly to layering bruises atop Armand’s skin.
No, maître, Armand thinks. He gasps at the feeling of Louis breaking open his blood vessels, pulling and sucking hard without drinking, just for the pleasure of seeing a mark.
“Out loud,” Louis demands.
“No, maître,” Armand whispers.
The laughter that ricochets through Santiago’s mind is so loud that Armand hears it without even trying.
