[You can't kill Ticky with claw marks. Honestly, you can't even hurt him with them. He laughs while Hazama digs at his skin, voice getting low and ragged, obviously more aroused by his struggle. He slows he movement of his hips. Stops. But doesn't pull out, leaves his dick hot and uncomfortable inside the mess he's made of Haz's ass and the arms he uses to hold Haz in place are very gentle in comparison to everything else. But still not letting him pull away.

He moves his mouth over to Hazama's ear]

What if you didn't have bad memories anymore. Not because everything is good, but because it all feels that way?