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The world seemed to stop in that instant. Miles could hear his pulse beating in his ears like a galloping horse. The younger boy’s molars sink furiously into the skin of his cheek as he attempts to retain some semblance of sanity while his blood boils in his veins. When he opens his eyes a handful of seconds later, he looks up to find Alex’s eyes focused on him. A wolfish grin adorns the older boy’s face as he takes in the look on Miles’ face. The younger boy is fervently wishing away any signs of his libidinous state though at this point it’s quite evident that his prurient thoughts are written all over his face. Miles unclenches his jaw, freeing the tender and battered skin of his cheek from where it was trapped between the sharp edges of his teeth.