[the light in the alley hits just the perfect angle against Leona's eyes to give Cater a taste of that eerie blue-gold flash that in other worlds only exists in the pupils of animals. that feral gleam flashes when the two of them grind together, when that already-quite-present arousal of Leona's becomes apparent. it's torture to pull away from that, to pull his hand away from Cater's cock, but Cater opens another door and Leona is quite eager to walk through it.
he leans away just enough that he can grasp at Cater's hips, drinking in the landscape of his body like he's sizing up a meal. it truly is a shame there'd be no more of Cater if Leona really did devour him. he'll have to settle with getting as close as possible, to honor what beautiful tribute Cater is making of his body.
further away from more dangerous places on Cater's body Leona can bite more severely, without worrying himself over whether or not he really can control himself. so he starts closer to Cater's shoulder, now even more blessedly bare, and he gives Cater harder. in actuality, his bite force isn't as strong as Ruggie's— but it's enough to leave the kind of marks he wants to on Cater, to bruise and scar the flesh.
those hands of his slide up Cater's back, press in his claws, and scrape down slow. there are many ways to leave marks, even on the places his mouth may eventually miss.]
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he leans away just enough that he can grasp at Cater's hips, drinking in the landscape of his body like he's sizing up a meal. it truly is a shame there'd be no more of Cater if Leona really did devour him. he'll have to settle with getting as close as possible, to honor what beautiful tribute Cater is making of his body.
further away from more dangerous places on Cater's body Leona can bite more severely, without worrying himself over whether or not he really can control himself. so he starts closer to Cater's shoulder, now even more blessedly bare, and he gives Cater harder. in actuality, his bite force isn't as strong as Ruggie's— but it's enough to leave the kind of marks he wants to on Cater, to bruise and scar the flesh.
those hands of his slide up Cater's back, press in his claws, and scrape down slow. there are many ways to leave marks, even on the places his mouth may eventually miss.]