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[ The sound of his nickname just feeds his hunger even more, and his hips grind a little more insistently in response. His lips close over the tender skin at the nape of her neck, and he gives it a little tug before murmuring into her ear, his breath warm and heavy. ]

I don't mind if they watch if it's with you, Mion. ♥

[ There's something different to his voice, something that would almost sound subservient if he didn't sound so determined. His hands are already moving to pull open the top couple of buttons on her top. He doesn't even think to move them to the relative privacy of the bus stop shelter behind them. ]