Just for me, eh ... I suppose I could live with that as well.
[ One hand drifts back to thread his fingers in Gregor's hair; a soft groan escapes his lips, feeling Gregor's mouth warm and breathy against the hollow of his neck. Slowly, the rest of that jealously fades away. ]
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[ One hand drifts back to thread his fingers in Gregor's hair; a soft groan escapes his lips, feeling Gregor's mouth warm and breathy against the hollow of his neck. Slowly, the rest of that jealously fades away. ]