[Instinct that's entwined itself in all of his affection, love, and desire for her leaves every part of him attuned to her. Every noise, every word, every termor of her body, it seems to set afire something new, something insatiable within him. He praises her again and again for her beauty, her shine, how good she feels. The closer he brings them towards release, the more he feels the unfamiliar instinct to bite at her neck. He comes close, his teeth grazing at her neck rougher than before when he catches himself and stops with a low growl.]
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