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Nuri's vision faded to black, his mind succumbing to the darkness that had been lurking at the edges of his consciousness. He was unaware of the Nyxian's weight still pressing down on him, or the sound of his own ragged breathing.

Hours passed, and the Nyxian stirred, his eyes snapping open with a startled expression. He gazed down at Nuri, his brow furrowed in confusion. "What...what happened?" he muttered to himself, his voice laced with disbelief. "I fell asleep...after feeding. And...and I almost..."

He trailed off, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of Nuri's pale face, his features so delicate and unlike any human he had ever seen. "No," he whispered, his voice full of wonder. "You're definitely not human. Your Scent...it doesn't match. What are you?"

The Nyxian's gaze roamed over Nuri's body, his eyes lingering on the curves of his face, the shape of his eyes, the softness of his skin. He seemed entranced, his mind reeling with the implications of what he was seeing. "What have I done?" he whispered, his voice barely audible. "What have I done?"

As the Nyxian gazed at Nuri, he felt a strange sensation in his lower body. Something warm and soft had come into contact with him, and he couldn't help but feel a jolt of surprise. He looked down, his eyes widening as he realized that he was kneeling between Nuri's thighs, his body pressed intimately close to the young man's.

The Nyxian's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and confusion. He had no memory of moving into this position, and yet, here he was, his body seeming to have a mind of its own. He tried to pull back, but his legs felt heavy, as if rooted to the spot.

Nuri's soft breathing was the only sound in the silence, his body relaxed in a way that belied the danger that had just passed between them. The Nyxian's gaze lingered on his face, his eyes searching for answers that didn't seem to come. What had happened? And why did his body seem to crave this strange, soft creature?

Nuri's body stirred, his limbs twitching as he began to regain consciousness. The Nyxian's eyes snapped to his, his body stiffening as he growled low in his throat. He quickly pulled his pants up, his movements jerky and awkward.

Despite his efforts to appear nonchalant, the Nyxian's legs still felt weak, his body trembling with a mix of fear and desire. His hand seemed to move of its own accord, reaching out to trace the bite marks on Nuri's neck and wrist. His fingers lingered on the tender skin, his touch gentle and almost reverent.

As Nuri's eyes fluttered open, the Nyxian's hand instinctively tightened around his waist, pulling him closer in a motion that was both possessive and protective. The Nyxian's throat worked as he gulped, his eyes fixed on Nuri's face with a mixture of fascination and wariness. He seemed to be struggling with himself, his body and mind at odds over what to do next.

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