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The book of love is long and boring
"A certain kind of bad." Sam replied, a matching smirk on his lips - from what he'd responded to during their tryst he was sure Loren would understand what he'd meant. He'd always had an affection for men that were unafraid to control him, to dominate; there was something about submitting in a sexual setting that he found immensely satisfying, somehow different to being held down in real life.
What did he find most appealing? Well, plenty, but if he had to choose: "Hmm. I suppose it'll depend on what I need in the situation...summoning sounds rather exciting." While Sam didn't usually bite people just for the utility of their powers, he had to admit it was often a fun benefit to get to experiment with so many different abilities.
As he was pulled close Sam smiled and for a moment pressed his face into Loren's neck, holding them together. "You're welcome, though it was hardly a chore. I should be thanking you."
What did he find most appealing? Well, plenty, but if he had to choose: "Hmm. I suppose it'll depend on what I need in the situation...summoning sounds rather exciting." While Sam didn't usually bite people just for the utility of their powers, he had to admit it was often a fun benefit to get to experiment with so many different abilities.
As he was pulled close Sam smiled and for a moment pressed his face into Loren's neck, holding them together. "You're welcome, though it was hardly a chore. I should be thanking you."
No one can lift the damn thing
