we are of the night » derek and aaron
[smirks, raising an eyebrow at him] I get it, I look fresh faced and young, etcetera. I heard it all in LA. But I’m nineteen. [laughs, closing his eyes when Derek’s lips touch his nose] I kind of like the biting thing, thought.
Looking young is very different from being young. [keeps the smirk on his face, despite the words having a hard edge. cups his jaw, dragging a thumb across his bottom lip] I'm sure you love the biting thing. [presses forward to touch a fang] So trust me when I say my fangs aren't made for pleasure. Not like these.
















