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Ayato tastes of sweet tea when he leans in and claims Thoma’s mouth. There’s a hunger that lurks in the softness of the kiss. When Ayato pulls away, Thoma almost wants to cry. He wants. He wants.
“What do you want, Thoma?”
Thoma doesn’t have the right words. “W-whatever you’d like, my lord. Whatever you—”
“Oh, Thoma.” Ayato sighs. He seems almost displeased by the answer, and the very thought of disappointing Ayato sends a pang through Thoma’s chest. Then Ayato’s slender fingers splay over Thoma’s sternum, brushing over the harness of red rope, cool against overheated skin. “Very well, then.”
Ayato needs Thoma to ask for what he wants. Thoma wants to obey.