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Raven realized he was starting to get caught up in Alaric's game. Alaric was just that natural.
Raven gripped Alaric's neck tightly as he leaned in to kiss it, holding on firmly. "I'm the lead here, remember?"
"Mmm… sorry… force of habit," Alaric chuckled unapologetically. His laughter was low and sounded sexy.
He tilted his head back, allowing Raven to take control.
Raven pushed Alaric's body back until it hit the wall, his hand still gripping Alaric's neck, though not as tightly, applying just the right amount of pressure. Alaric smiled, realizing Raven wasn't as innocent as he had assumed.