[ Noh-Varr accepts the kiss, leans into it, slow and leisurely. Ryan is a warm stripe all along his front, and that warmth spreads through him like fondness. ]
You don't have to hint. [ Another kiss, harder, and he licks his way into Ryan's mouth before drawing away again. ] I'm not.
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You don't have to hint. [ Another kiss, harder, and he licks his way into Ryan's mouth before drawing away again. ] I'm not.