[Fuck him, he never intended for the kiss to even go this far. But he still isn't actually ending it, because he's going to make damn sure that he isn't outdone in this kiss. He will be the 'winner' of it. Some weird juggalo isn't going to beat him at his best game. He sucks in a breath through his nose, because like hell he's going to break the kiss just for air, and it hisses out shortly after, and a growl of his own follows Gamzee's.
He presses against him harder, the grips on his wrists tighten, and his tongue moves against Gamzee's forcefully. He's pretty sure that he's pricked his tongue on one of Gamzee's fangs, because he can taste blood.]
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He presses against him harder, the grips on his wrists tighten, and his tongue moves against Gamzee's forcefully. He's pretty sure that he's pricked his tongue on one of Gamzee's fangs, because he can taste blood.]