[ Competitiveness is hardly a foreign concept for him. At seventeen, he was just as ruthless -- fanatical -- at pushing himself to succeed. But it wasn't a matter of glory or approval. It wasn't even about maintaining his reputation, already cemented in hostile glances and nervous whispers, as the Black Reaper. He had to be the best, because to be anything less was like being a carcass on the battlefield. ]
[ Worse, he wouldn't be able to protect Pai. And that was unacceptable. ]
[ He watches her face carefully, something like mischief in the dark upward flick of his eyes. Gnaws gently at the seeping fabric, swarming kisses through it. Eventually he slips the panties down, leaving them to dangle from one ankle as he presses in between her legs. For once, he doesn't get straight to business. He teases her with his fingers, spreading the moisture that's collected from inside. Breathes into her curls, a warm ruffle, lipping along the edge where they give way to bare slick flesh -- and then enveloping her, all at once, in the wet heat of his mouth. ]
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[ Worse, he wouldn't be able to protect Pai. And that was unacceptable. ]
[ He watches her face carefully, something like mischief in the dark upward flick of his eyes. Gnaws gently at the seeping fabric, swarming kisses through it. Eventually he slips the panties down, leaving them to dangle from one ankle as he presses in between her legs. For once, he doesn't get straight to business. He teases her with his fingers, spreading the moisture that's collected from inside. Breathes into her curls, a warm ruffle, lipping along the edge where they give way to bare slick flesh -- and then enveloping her, all at once, in the wet heat of his mouth. ]