[ His head is tilted, eyes on the fluid that slows to a thin dribble, fingers slipping out, wiped on Theo's navel. Zephir kisses his hipbone, the mark that imprisoned his magic; it glows for a moment, affection drifting upward until their lips meet one more time. They could convince anyone that he's loved this man forever. ]
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[ His head is tilted, eyes on the fluid that slows to a thin dribble, fingers slipping out, wiped on Theo's navel. Zephir kisses his hipbone, the mark that imprisoned his magic; it glows for a moment, affection drifting upward until their lips meet one more time. They could convince anyone that he's loved this man forever. ]
You should keep me company today.