#The Man Who Chased Down My Heart; /Smoker&Drake

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‘Let me taste you’ but modified just a little bit. // 

Gentle isn’t something he cares to be, especially with the assumption that Drake doesn’t either, Smoker is rough in his handling. He’s taken charge, ending with Drake on his back– for now. His hand slides along the meat of Drake’s thigh, pushing his leg higher as he finds himself moving to kneel between them, one last nipping kiss to his lips before teeth latch onto Drake’s inner thigh, biting a mark and then soothing it over with his tongue. “I want to taste you.” His other hand skirting closer, teasing over smooth skin to exactly what he is wanting to taste. 

Send ‘Let me taste you’ to bite my muse in a sinny way.

Alternatively send ‘Bite me harder’ for my muse to bite yours in a sinny way.

Flushed red and excited from Smoker’s rough handling–his heart had skipped a beat the moment the other Marine had started getting handsy and being unapologetically rough–Drake was happy to be on his back for the moment. Smoker had always been handsome, and having him take charge like this was honestly doing things to his heart; that excitement continued to course through him now, a smile curling on his lips at the feel of the last kiss he supposed he would be feeling for the time being.

A jolt pleasurable pain shot up his spine at the feel of blunt teeth biting into the meat of his right thigh; it was likely to leave a mark, and honestly, that left the ginger feeling a bit giddy. Nice of him to apologize with his tongue at least.

However, embarrassment colored his cheeks even darker when Smoker’s comment registered, and as he nibbled at his lower lip, his mind was already starting to imagine how it would feel.

“Please,” Drake begged, certainly in agreement, and spread one of his legs open a bit further for emphasis. 

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--ship tag dump.

just to have them come up for easier tagging.