PLEASE BE MINE
I placed my hand over Sora's left hand, humming to the feel of the cold wedding ring that proved to everyone that he was mine and will always be mine even unto death.
Sora blushed, his eyes averting as he hugged the blanket that covered us both closely.
"Sora."
"Yes?" He asked in response.
I placed my hand on his cheek, bringing his face to face me as I slowly moved my trembling lips to plump red lips that put Snow White to shame.
The kiss felt almost chaste, an illusion that glamoured the lust, the sin, callousness and untamed passion.
I kissed Sora down to the sheets, my lips greeting his smooth, pale and beautiful neck that had my fangs throb. The urge to mark him all over again even thou
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