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Harumasa’s wandering hand stops at the base of Seth’s throat, the tips of his fingers coaxing his junior’s chin to the side so he can bare his neck. He licks a wet stripe from his clavicle, all the way to the junction between his neck and shoulder. Seth trembles against him, his hands fisting the bed sheets as he lets out the prettiest whine.
“Ever heard of a mating bite? You can only do it in this spot.” He hovers his open mouth over the area, hot breath fanning over the unmarked skin. “If my cute little junior starts asking to be marked, you need to bite right here.”
To demonstrate, he scrapes his fangs right along an old scar, the remnant of the mating bite he left all those years ago. Seth squirms and whimpers, but Harumasa pays him no mind. Instead, he locks eyes with the third person in the room: Lighter, who is watching them with an unreadable glint in his eye and a faint dusting of red on his cheeks.
Harumasa simply smiles. “After all, if you are going to fuck him… I’ll need to teach you how to make him yours.”
Or: Harumasa knows Seth's heat is coming up, and he offers to help. He just didn't expect Lighter to be his assistant.