[Now that jerk was worth noting, and Mukuro resisted the temptation to bite down into Chikusa Kakimoto's flesh even harder, to pierce skin and taste the salt of his skin mixed with the smooth metallic twang of blood. Instead, he pushed the priest's shirt up further, both of his hands tracing along his sides, his ribs, his stomach.]
Is there an answer for why men shouldn't lie with demons?
[Before the young priest could answer, however, Mukuro pressed their mouths together, nippling on the bottom of his lip.]
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Is there an answer for why men shouldn't lie with demons?
[Before the young priest could answer, however, Mukuro pressed their mouths together, nippling on the bottom of his lip.]