Page 143 of Mortal Sins


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inside of him was too much, gritting his teeth and groaning in short, stuttered grunts.

He didn’t last but a few seconds before he came under such dedicated ministrations, watching his cum

squirt across Frankie’s stomach to join the rest. One pulse landed high up on his pale chest, glittering

there in the low light like a jewel.

Snod kissed him deeply, his hand cradling the side of his face as their tongues briefly met. He was

content, murmuring quietly, “Mmm... that was new.”

“I was thinking about you,” Frankie confessed. “While I was playing with myself... all I thought about

was you.”

Snod didn’t even have an immediate response to that. Knowing Frankie had been doing that in his

honor made him blush. He knew Frankie had done it before, but to bear witness and participate had

been almost spiritual.

Snod smiled softly, replying, “I woke up... and I think, I think I could feel you. Wanting me.”

Frankie grinned. “Well, I was thinking very,veryhard... and I fed. Again. Couldn’t help it.”

“Is that why you’re so warm?”

“Mmhm,” Frankie hummed. “I pretty much drank everything in the house. Fresh or not, gorging on

blood will do it. I don’t usually eat this much...”

“Hungry?”

“Frustrated,” Frankie admitted with a wry smirk.

“Ah.”

“I don’t want you to think you’re the only one that wants this,” Frankie said, kissing Snod’s cheek.

“I’m just... concerned. I want this to be real.”

“I know.” Snod nodded, confessing sincerely, “So do I.”

Frankie blinked out of his arms, cleaning them both up before the sticky mess dried any more than it

already had. The toy disappeared as well. He slid back into bed, cuddling up against Snod’s chest.

He seemed to fit so perfectly there, curling up in the crook of his shoulder and draping his arm over

his stomach.

“May I sleep in here tonight?” Snod asked hopefully. He didn’t want to leave, not yet.

Frankie tugged the blankets up over them in response, burrowing in as close as he could. He closed

his eyes, murmuring, “Just for a few hours. Then we’re going to the lab. Tomorrow might be the day

we find a cure.”