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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 8, 2009 16:44:16 GMT -5
He ignored this and proceeded to kiss the line of Adrien's jaw instead.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 8, 2009 18:27:30 GMT -5
Adrien's hands tightened on Adrian's shoulders and he bit his lip against a happy, drowsy, early-morning moan.
Which he was capable of making despite the hour. Adrien could make any encounter seem as though it were taking place in the early hours of the daytime, complete with the sense of quiet and relaxation, the soft light, the mussed hair, and the sense that the day was fresh and bright and new and all yours for the seizing.
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