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Liam couldn’t tell if Adrien was jealous or not - did he care about the bite? Was he angry? Liam really didn’t know, but what he did know was he had little control over how his first instinct was to grind his hips forward. There was little resistance from Liam as his hands were grabbed up - though he did end up tugging after the fact. The boy really had the smallest amount of self control, it was clear. But god, God Liam loved being pinned - maybe that’s why he didn’t think about stopping the other man from marking his neck right away. “How do i even prove that?!” The teeth on his skin sent a shiver through the boy, head falling more to the side even if only a little. “I don’t know how to prove that.”
if he were being honest, his ability to turn liam into a soft pile of clay for him to mould never failed to drive him crazy. tonight, however, he had a plan. after seeing how easy it was for the boy to fall into the arms of another man, he realized he needed to prove a point, that there was no room for another man to linger on liam’s skin. adrien knew his possessive nature could be unappealing, though his boy didn’t seem to mind all that much. “first,” he breathed out, kissing the top of the other’s jaw, his hand giving a slight release of a wrist, though using the other to keep him pinned, a still possessive grip sliding down his forearm, then shoulder, hesitating on his neck before fingers gently slipped between the top of liam’s dress shirt, then taking the fabric in his fist so he could tear the fabric apart, two buttons hitting the floor, “i’m going to show you who you belong to.”
