Trigger Warning : This chapter contains mature scenes.. Kisses like they were starved. Taiga's hands roamed, Dante's hands groped and touched everything, anything, like he would die if he didn't have a taste of the Luna in his arms, tongue trailing over every inch, kisses dragged down his neck, fingers grabbing plush thighs until he was grinding and rutting like a crazed man. "Fuck, you smell good," he panted, grabbing a fistful of hair before swallowing the needy moans daring to escape from Taiga's lips. "I bet I taste good too," Taiga rasped out. The groan Dante let out was enough to send waves down his spine. Before he knew it, he was being picked up effortlessly and dropped onto the massive bed in front of him. He took in the sight of Taiga on his bed. It might not have been the first time he'd had him there, yet it still did something to him, the Luna on his bed was beautiful, hooded eyes staring up at him, waiting for his next touch, kiss, word, anything. He watched Taiga's
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