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March 30 - March 30, 2022
He felt a weird pull towards the boy, a base need to have him that wasn’t sexual. Sammy had a unique ability to make him feel fond, amused, fiercely protective—and possessive.
He was angry, and he was angry that he was angry. This possessiveness was fucking gross and messed up, considering that he didn’t want Sammy that way. Rationally, he approved of what Sammy was doing. Irrationally, he was imagining many ways he could kill the asshole who was currently groping his Sammy with his dirty, unworthy hands.
“Okay,” Dominic said, running a hand over Sammy’s neck and feeling him tremble. “Whatever you want. Do you want a kiss?” Sammy made a small sound, leaning into the touch. “Can I?” “Of course,” Dominic said before slotting their mouths together.
“You know what I like about kissing you?” Dominic said, pressing their foreheads together. “I like how responsive you are. You kiss me like—like you belong to me—like you’re mine, like your mouth is mine.” He gave Sam another short, hard kiss. “It’s bloody addictive.”

