And just like that, Justin gave up on his stoic act. He moaned loudly, scarcely believing his own voice, bucking his hips with abandon. There was a part of him that almost wanted to make a comment about how that bite was the first time Giriko had managed to draw blood, but he held his tongue, slightly concerned that if he said that he would get a chunk bitten out of his neck.

Compared to that virus, this was much nicer. Justin never really factored in how he wanted Giriko to actually want him. It was an unexpected turn-on, and it managed to make him comfortable to let a little loose.