The weight of Varick's body relaxed onto Shannon, his breaths uneven as he recovered. He was still inside of the other and he held there until he slipped out naturally. Licking over the bitemark he'd left on Shannon's shoulder, he liked the way it felt. He wanted to mark all over the boy that he owned him. Shannon was his now.
After a little bit, he slipped to the side. "Don't ever leave me," he said quietly, painfully aware of how incapable Shannon might someday be of fulfilling that request.
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