Bitten
“You and I both knew it was going to hurt. I was a willing participant, and honestly, it didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would. Though it still hurt, and I don’t remember you losing control.”
“Yeah, well, I did.”
“When?” she asked, drawing small circles on my chest.
“When I bit you. I’d made up my mind that I wasn’t going to anymore.”
“Oh, Jarren, get over it. It doesn’t hurt.”
“You don’t have to lie to make me feel better.”
“I’m not lying. When you bit me, it just heightened the pleasure. It made it more intense,” she said, yawning.
“Go to sleep, Piccolo. You’re tired.”
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