[he can almost imagine devouring sage, almost, because he would bite down on his bead and spit out the fragments of it along with bone and blood before he would ever actually hurt him.
but it's easy to imagine his mouth all over the witch's body, tasting and sucking marks onto the pale skin. catching it between his teeth and making sage moan his name, overwhelming him and taking him into his body. swallowing him down and savoring the taste on his tongue. yes, there are plenty of ways that he wants to devour him, ways that he can and still wake up to sleepy pleased and satisfied smiles the next morning.
minsu groans at the suggestion of a round two, and and he does catch sage's bottom lip between his teeth for a little nibble before crawling hands and knees onto the bed. his head hangs low, but minsu checks sage's reaction, watching for his expression when minsu all but presents himself to him like an offering.]
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but it's easy to imagine his mouth all over the witch's body, tasting and sucking marks onto the pale skin. catching it between his teeth and making sage moan his name, overwhelming him and taking him into his body. swallowing him down and savoring the taste on his tongue. yes, there are plenty of ways that he wants to devour him, ways that he can and still wake up to sleepy pleased and satisfied smiles the next morning.
minsu groans at the suggestion of a round two, and and he does catch sage's bottom lip between his teeth for a little nibble before crawling hands and knees onto the bed. his head hangs low, but minsu checks sage's reaction, watching for his expression when minsu all but presents himself to him like an offering.]