#hellboundarsonist

As they slowly pulled away, Dan* acted swiftly to flip the two of them over, pinning Dan to the floor. "Let's see how you like it when you're on the receiving end, then," he said with a cheeky grin. "Heh. You were right. This is fun," Dan* pointed out, touching his forehead against Dan's.

"You know, there are other ways to get my attention," Dan* smirked, grabbing at his soul patch and tugged him forward for a kiss.

"Sorry," he muttered. "I've just been... thinking too much."

A shaky breath passed through Dan*'s lips, his entire body shuddering from the teeth at his flesh. He supposed he deserved it, given the countless times he had exploited Dan's own weak spots. Still... "I'm... sure it did," Dan* said, a bit breathless. "Could you get off of me now? I can barely... breathe."

There was a thick sensation of suspense in the air, Dan* could feel it, but he wasn't sure what in particular caused it until it hit him--literally. With a startled, "oof!" Dan* fell forward roughly hitting the floor and promptly was pinned by a familiar heated weight. Dan* let out a groan, trying to shove Dan off of him, but the sudden teeth nipping at his ear caused his spine to tingle. "D-Dan," he stuttered, "what are you... do..ing...?" 

"What, no please? How rude. With those manners, don't be surprised if you find a slice of cheese on it."