Damien: Who do you belong? *pulls on Zane's hair*

Zane: Y-you.

Damien: Your damn right!! Nobody else!!! *pulls on it hard and let's go*

Zane: *blushing* I was just talking to the barista.

Damien: Sure you were. Open your mouth.

Zane: *growls*

Damien: *growls back* Open your damn mouth!

Zane: *crosses his arms and opens it*

Damien: *spits in his mouth and kisses his forehead* That wasn't that hard.

Zane: Fuck you, I have a boner now.

Damien: Good. I wanna fuck you against the stall. Bite on my jacket. *takes off his jacket*

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Zane lives for pain and Damien would give it to him. Right?