[Relief and pleasure swells and Katsuki resumes, kissing his pectorals. He can't help but drag his teeth down the skin over his ribs, tasting him and going down his abdominals. Shouto tastes a bit salty, a bit smoky, like campfires. He can feel the hum of his breathing and blood flowing, and it's almost overwhelming. He hums longingly and bites the ridge of his hip with a little more pressure. He needs more. He needs all of Shouto. It's dizzying and somewhat terrifying but he's not running this time.]
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[Relief and pleasure swells and Katsuki resumes, kissing his pectorals. He can't help but drag his teeth down the skin over his ribs, tasting him and going down his abdominals. Shouto tastes a bit salty, a bit smoky, like campfires. He can feel the hum of his breathing and blood flowing, and it's almost overwhelming. He hums longingly and bites the ridge of his hip with a little more pressure. He needs more. He needs all of Shouto. It's dizzying and somewhat terrifying but he's not running this time.]