Rhys laughed, his voice still low and wicked, right next to the younger man's ear. Then he did exactly what he'd said he would, sliding his fingers along Cy's jaw, tugging his face up a bit, and kissing him, slow and easy and deep, the taste of wine on his lips, still.
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Date: 2012-03-22 07:02 am (UTC)From: