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@chosenbyfate, continued from here~

     Brows furrowed with concern as the vampire explained the situation, and the pencil that Atem had been tapping against his desk a little slowed as he continued to listen. The former Pharaoh couldn’t say that he was overly educated on how vampires and their practices worked, despite knowing the blond one who came to see him. Obviously there were some rules that needed to be followed, but he hadn’t thought about any sort hierarchy that being in place.

     “It’s fine. It hasn’t gotten you in trouble, has it?” he asked, a frown tugging at the corners of his lips, “I didn’t think that it would, since I was willing, but I’m guessing that’s not the case... ?”

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😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck ( chosenbyfate // aido ) - this is for yugi and atem since this is more a love bite and not to draw blood

TOUCH STARVED PROMPTSSEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING SYMBOLS FOR A STARTER FROM MY MUSE WHERE YOUR MUSE

😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

@chosenbyfate

     He’d been distracted, deeply engrossed in the paper that had the former Pharaoh chewing on the inside of his cheek. The research paper wasn’t due for a few weeks, but Atem was eager to get started, a fact which Yugi had called him ‘crazy’ for. Though he and the duelist might have been close, they certainly didn’t share a thirst for knowledge.

     In this case, it was this passion that had kept Atem from noticing that he was no longer alone in his bedroom, even as he sat at his desk and put words to paper. It was the sensation of a warm breath against his neck that had the ancient monarch jerking to sit straight, a gasp of surprise escaping him as sharp teeth grazed his skin, but didn’t bite down.

     Though the vampire could have, Atem knew, for he still had the two tiny marks from the last time those teeth had gone in. He remembered how strangely enjoyable it had been as well.

     “Shouldn’t you be asking before you go ahead and do that?” came the young man’s question, his head turning at last to look at Aido with a raised eyebrow, though his tone was hardly irritated by any means, “you didn’t even knock before you came in.”