<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">That kiss would be his undoing and Asa was distantly aware of this; knew there would be no coming back from it, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. He gave himself over to the need that had sparked and kindled over the recent years. He deepened the kiss, never losing that gentle touch. A low groan rumbled in his chest as Carter pressed closer, the younger male's fast beating heart thundering in his ears and threatening to drown out his voice of reason.<br/>
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They needed to stop.<br/>
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It was the awareness that if he didn't stop he never would that had Asa pulling away with tortured groan. "We need to stop," he rasped. And yet he couldn't help nipping at Carter's reddened lips, fangs lengthening unbidden and his eyes devoid of any humanity--lost in inky pools of black--if he were to open them. <br/>
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His chest rose and fell with the effort it took to hold himself back. His thumbs stroked the other's cheeks as he pressed their foreheads together. Arousal, blood lust, a heady mix blended with the guilt and shame of what he'd done. Frustration at himself, at what he wanted, and what he couldn't have.<br/>
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With a resigned sigh, he peeled himself away from the younger male, avoiding eye contact as he shut off the shower. Stepping out of the tub, he grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around Carter. Started to say something, seemed to think better of it and with a final shake of his head, he trekked back into the bedroom. With no intentions of going out for the remainder of the day, he tugged on a pair of dark trousers. He went to grab a shirt, thought of the mess he needed to clear away and went without.</span>