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It’s just a giant swath of fabric.

But it’s like a frame for his perfection.

The hood is lying flat against his back. But I can just imagine it up. Horns sticking up through the slits Haruto pointed out. Covering his face in shadows.

He looks like… I don’t even know what. Like a movie character from old England who you think might be the villain but is actually the love interest because he’s just so gods damn hot.

I want to climb him.

I want to wrap myself around him.

I want to⁠—

A low rumble fills the air between us.

His eyes widen.

My eyes widen.

I slap a hand to my chest.

“Is that me?” I squeak, feeling the vibration against my palm.

Vameer grips me under my arms and lifts me against his chest. “You are purring for me.”

I grip the edges of his robe. “I’m not trying to!”

Panic is pressing against my throat even as the soothing purr pours out of me.

“You cannot help it.” Vameer’s smile is so smug and cocky it helps to lessen my anxiety.

“Vameer.” I try for a serious tone.

His eyelids lower, and his voice slurs. “Feels so good.”

Then he presses his face into my neck, nuzzling against my skin and breathing deeply.

My core is already throbbing, just from how hot he looks, but now, having my legs spread around him, my body vibrating with a purr, and his breath on my skin… It’s too much.

But we can’t have sex in a parking lot.

“Honey.” I try for reason. “We’re on a time schedule.”

He hums in understanding but doesn’t stop what he’s doing. And I don’t stop purring.

I grip a handful of his hair and pull, trying to dislodge his face from my neck.

Vameer just groans.

And gods dammit. I’m about ready to say fuck it to the plans and test out parking lot sex.

Releasing his hair, I grip both of his horns. Tight. And I slide my hands from base to tip.

A deeper, more powerful purr bursts from Vameer, perfectly in rhythm with mine.

He finally lifts his head, and our mouths slam together.

His tongue licks across my lips.