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Shark Bait (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

As they continued on their journey, Gio's mental state seemed to flop back and forth. Some days he would be happy and talkative, others he would dissociate. He wouldn't really talk when that happened, and it would take her a lot to get him out of it. He never knew why he did it, he would just stop functioning.
 
She was always concerned, but she talked to him none the less. Trying conversation, telling stories, anything. Sometimes just to pass the time for herself.
 
Sometimes she would get a grunt, other times her voice would pull him out of it. But this time around, she didn't get anything.
 
Nothing. Not a thing. Looking back at him only showed him hunched under his blanket, his knees drawn to his chest, eyes vacant and distant.
 
She made a noise and sighed softly. She continued anyway, if for nothing else than to keep herself busy. What could he possibly be thinking about?
 
He never thought about anything before. He never felt enough when he spaced out like this; he would always just be sitting around and then blink and hours would have passed. It was odd. But this time, he felt enough to know that he wanted physical attention. Intimate attention.
 
The idea seemed nice. Very nice. He actually liked the idea a lot. To just be with something. To be intimate.
 
Her voice broke through just once. Enough for him to recognize it. Who.. was that? The voice sounded nice. He remembered it.
 
It was definitely familiar. He knew that voice. His scales started tingling and the corner of his lips twitched into a near feral smirk.
 
Oh yes, he could hear it as clear as a bell. Who was it? He couldn't quite put a face to it but he could definitely put a body to it. Those nice, deep marks he would leave.
 
Oh, yeah. It was Sereina talking. How could he forget? Was he that deep in the hole? He smirked more, coming to a little bit as he focused on her voice.
 
Her sweet voice was talking to him, he couldn't make out the words. He could focus on touch based just fine. Hearing her voice muffled when his cock was in her throat? Gods how long had it been since she did that? Too long, was the easy answer.
 
He looked over at her, she was still talking. Why was she still talking? Why wasn't she choking on him? He had to fix that.
 
She looked over at him to check, looking at him with those dazzling eyes, but stillwent back to talking.
 
Gods be praised, an actual answer. "Oh..! Welcome back!" She made a noise. "Uhm.. how.. could you be doing better?"
 
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