He shakes his head, pressing another frosting-smeared kiss to his lips.
"You almost cried," he points out after a moment. "During sex. Like, three times."
It's not that he minds - rather the opposite, in fact - but something's dragging those feelings to the surface and he hates that they can't talk about it.
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"You almost cried," he points out after a moment. "During sex. Like, three times."
It's not that he minds - rather the opposite, in fact - but something's dragging those feelings to the surface and he hates that they can't talk about it.