[The scent of blood only seemed to excite the demon following them, a low, rumbly sound escaping its throat as it hid behind a boulder. Tsuzuki knew what it meant the second he heard it. With an impatient gesture, he guided Hisoka to the wall, where tentacles happily reached out for him.]
"Go ahead."
[Beneath the haughty tone was a layer of real love. All of the things he did was rooted in that, even the things that ended in Hisoka's abuse. His glare looked bored to the casual observer. If they had looked closer they would have seen him sneak a hand up Hisoka's thigh, before groping him through his clothes.]
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"Go ahead."
[Beneath the haughty tone was a layer of real love. All of the things he did was rooted in that, even the things that ended in Hisoka's abuse. His glare looked bored to the casual observer. If they had looked closer they would have seen him sneak a hand up Hisoka's thigh, before groping him through his clothes.]