[Prompto was nearly on top of him. His hands moved to Prompto's chest to push him away. But instead, his hands clenched in the threadbare fabric of his shirt and pulled him closer. He didn't want to share the blood on his face, but the feeling of the other's tongue against him was hot. Warm. Prompto was the only thing warm on this cold beach.
He could feel his heartbeat against his hand. That one thing pumping that wonderful liquid through this body-]
No, I'm not like you... [It's growled out a he tries to pull away. Instead he ends up on his back in the sand.] I don't want to be like this!
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Date: 2017-06-11 11:22 pm (UTC)He could feel his heartbeat against his hand. That one thing pumping that wonderful liquid through this body-]
No, I'm not like you... [It's growled out a he tries to pull away. Instead he ends up on his back in the sand.] I don't want to be like this!