there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch
Loren obviously didn't mind when his hand brushed against Oliver's every once in a while. Then again, the healer was a bit preoccupied with Bastien's body. Chuckling when his fellow hybrid suggested that their host pay some attention to the Launceleyn, he bit down hard on Bastien's ear.However, as their host shifted, Loren happily moved back down towards Bastien's neck. The healer began biting down hard, just short of breaking the skin, really. His mouth continued moving lower down their host's body, stopping at Bastien's nipples.
The Launceleyn's hand slid lower as well, cupping and squeezing their host's ass. Then Loren's fingers started rubbing and circling Bastien's hole. As their host's hand came up covered in paint, the healer lifted his lips from Bastien's skin. The Launceleyn's eyes narrowed for just a brief moment.
Then he reached down and dipped his hand in the liquid. Lifting it, finding it a vibrant red, he slapped Bastien's ass, leaving a red handprint that would not fade.
and it's bringing me out the dark
LOREN
