[The teeth nip the soft skin, traveling all the way to Akira's Adam's apple. A mean urge to bite on it hard is strong, but Goro decides against it. If he's going to inflict pain on Akira he might as well make sure it's something that other might like. So, instead he flattens his tongue against it, licking a long, wet stripe along his throat.
It doesn't take a long before he runs out visible flesh. So, he pushes himself up on all fours with his hands, keen red eyes looking down at Akira with anticipation.]
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It doesn't take a long before he runs out visible flesh. So, he pushes himself up on all fours with his hands, keen red eyes looking down at Akira with anticipation.]
Then.. How do you want me?