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Kane's answer came in the form of his lips crashing against Cyrus's, desperate and hungry.
Their kiss was all teeth and fire, silver and crimson energy sparking where their skin touched.
Cyrus's hands tangled in Kane's hair, pulling him closer as their tongues battled for dominance.
Kane's tails wrapped around them both, creating a cocoon of silver flames that made the broken mirrors glitter like stars.
When they finally broke apart, both gasping, Kane let his body go deliberately limp in Cyrus's arms.
"Fine," Kane panted, letting defeat color his voice. "You win. Tie me up and use me like a rag doll."
Cyrus raised an eyebrow, his grip tightening automatically to keep Kane upright.
"You're serious?"
The dragon's voice carried genuine surprise, as if he hadn't expected Kane to actually follow through on their bet.
Kane's amber eyes glowed with mischief and desire, his tails swishing lazily behind him.
