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Hans clasped his legs around his middle and slipped his arms around Bartosch’s neck, rocking gently until he hit the wooden panels and then sucking in. He dropped his head and bit hard on Bartosch’s shoulder, the pain cutting into him and spiking his heart rate dramatically. He hissed sharply and pressed his cheek into Hans’ to nudge him off. Hans rolled his head back and cast a wicked open-mouthed smile his way.
“You can deal but you can’t take, hmm?” he taunted.
“I’m not sure it does for me whatever it does for you,” he muttered in response.
“I’m not entirely sure that’s true,” Hans observed, fingers playing at the restless pulse on his neck. The hairs on his nape stood up.
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Post-Cannon snippet: At last, we reap what we have sown.
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- Part 6 of Nine Hours | Sensual March Prompts