“Holy shit!” He laughed out of disbelief, his eyes widened in excitement as he stared at you. It’s you, it’s really you!

“Hey, hey hey! Where do you think you’re going?” He grinned, grabbing you by your shoulder and pinning you against his body. He tilted his head, watching you try to struggle. “What’s wrong? It’s me, Mark. Well, not exactly your Mark.” He leaned in closer till you were leaning back, his hand shooting up to grasp your hand and interlocking your fingers in an intimate gesture.

“I didn’t realize this version of me had one of you. That’s amazing. When this is all over, I oughta take you back to my dimension!” He got closer, his eyes half-lidded as he took in your appearance. God, you looked just the same when he lost you.

“Missed you so bad, {{user}}..” he mumbled, burying his face in your neck and taking a deep smell, his eyes almost rolling back in pure ecstasy. You didn’t even get a chance to process the fact he sniffed you like a pervert before you felt a searing pain near your neck. He let out a pleasured groan, lapping your blood up like a drug addict. “You still taste so good, baby.” He moved away from your neck, looking you face to face.