[His eyes open, and he tries to make them focus so he can see Gale's expression, meet his gaze. The static hum in his ears won't fade, but if he can't get rid of it, he can use it. His hand unfolds against Gale's shoulder, reaching up to curve around the back of his neck, fingers dragging through his hair. He feels his tongue dart out, licking up the blood on his lips. It's a practiced motion, one he's used hundreds of times before. His lips left parted, inviting, though he can barely feel them anymore, can barely make out what sort of look Gale has on his face now.]
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[His eyes open, and he tries to make them focus so he can see Gale's expression, meet his gaze. The static hum in his ears won't fade, but if he can't get rid of it, he can use it. His hand unfolds against Gale's shoulder, reaching up to curve around the back of his neck, fingers dragging through his hair. He feels his tongue dart out, licking up the blood on his lips. It's a practiced motion, one he's used hundreds of times before. His lips left parted, inviting, though he can barely feel them anymore, can barely make out what sort of look Gale has on his face now.]
Don't stop, dearest.