⚠WARNING⚠ THINGS GET A LITTLE HEATED IN THIS CHAPTER. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ.
(And by a little I mean seriously a little. So it's not THAT bad...)

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"You don't have to be so protective over me," Neil murmured as he unlocked their dorm room. Harrison shrugged and held it open for him. "Sorry, then."

"No, it's fine," he sighed, walking in. "I'm just not used to the attention..." He started shuffled through his bag, looking for something. He heard the other snicker but ignore it.

"Well, you're going to have to get used to it... And this."

"What do you mean?" the brunet asked, standing up. Before he could turn around, he was hugged from behind. He let out a small gasp and felt his face heat up. "Harrison...?"

He felt his boyfriend's lips on his neck and melted at the contact. He bit his lip, holding back a moan. "Harrison..."

"Hm?" The magician pulled back some. "Should I stop?"

"Please don't," the scientist mumbled before snapping out of it. "I mean... As long as it doesn't... Progress any farther than this."

"So don't fuck you?"

"Yeah..." he laughed softly. "Don't fuck me."

The strawberry blond nodded and slowly reattached himself to Neil's neck. He carefully nipped at it, not wanting to hurt his love.

He hummed quietly, trying not to moan. Harrison growled some and pulled him closer.

He pulled back to see the small purple mark and smirked. "There. Now Tabii and everyone else knows you're mine." 

The younger rolled his eyes. "Pretty sure people know that already."

"Explain?" The illusionist stated, releasing him. Neil turned around and waved his phone in the air. His lockscreen was a picture of Harrison sleeping, and he looked adorable. "And I know I'm your lockscreen, too."

With an annoyed sigh, he pulled out his own phone and showed off his lockscreen. Which was, in fact, a picture of the scholar. "Fine, you caught me..." He fell back onto his bed with a content sigh. "But now, I've actually marked my territory."

"God dammit, Harrison."