Marco chuckled.<br/><br/>There wasn't any number of circumstances on any corner of the Earth that'd have him back off right now. If his little exotic pet was delicious for the senses at a distance, he was a whole sensual, all-you-can-eat feast this close up. There was a warm, sweet and slightly spiced aroma to his skin, like an open air market in the thick of the orient. you could trace the glitter and wildfire spreading behind those dark eyes from the breath of distance between the two, you could count the lashes as he blinked, small movement like butterfly kisses.<br/><br/>Fucking captivating.<br/><br/>Marco's breath caught in his throat and something much darker and  more...<span style="font-style: italic">primal</span>unfurling in him. His heart raced, breathfalls shallowed into short, sharp bursts, animal instinct kicking in.<br/><br/>"Ryuu," he whispered against the boys ear, voice unnervingly gentle, "Struggling will make this worse. A lot worse,"<br/><br/>Marco did as he always did, as he'd wanted to do from square one; claim the poor boy.<br/><br/>He lunged forwards, lips crashing against Ryuu's with such force their teeth clicked. He gripped him tighter, pushed his form tighter along his pets, there wasn't a breath of air between the two young men. He kissed him. It was something fierce, passionate, aching with lust and animal want. But it didn't last.<br/><br/>The kiss was only symbolic. Marco wanted the boy<span style="font-style: italic">marked</span>. There was a moment of pause, his blood roared through his veins, adrenaline and daring taking over. He bit down on Ryuu's lower lip. Hard enough that he tasted the rich, metallic flavour of blood.