[Concord is so occupied with Ali's mouth on his that he scarcely notices that hand moving away. Everything about the position is exceptional, he don't want to let Ali go. Holding the man's slim body up in his arms, having Ali wrap both legs and arms around him, Concord only gets more heated. His tongue and lips continue to move, drinking in the dragon's taste. It's only when he has to break for some gasp of air he notices the peeled away collar, the bared swoop of Ali's neck. Laid out so graciously for him, Concord doesn't hesitate to accept.
His face nuzzles into Ali's nape and his mouth finds skin. Soft skin, delicate and tender to suckle into. The day prior Concord was easier on him, but now he's harsh and hungry. The flats of his teeth sink into Ali's neck, never breaking through, but creating dark circles all the same. His tongue laps over this bruises he leaves, kissing each before plotting out another. Ali wears higher collars often, he can keep them low, beneath that line, easy to hide, but impossible to forget are lingering.]
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His face nuzzles into Ali's nape and his mouth finds skin. Soft skin, delicate and tender to suckle into. The day prior Concord was easier on him, but now he's harsh and hungry. The flats of his teeth sink into Ali's neck, never breaking through, but creating dark circles all the same. His tongue laps over this bruises he leaves, kissing each before plotting out another. Ali wears higher collars often, he can keep them low, beneath that line, easy to hide, but impossible to forget are lingering.]