[Oh. Syrlya's grip clenches as he lets out a guttural moan. Would that he could stay like this forever, wrapped in Trahearne's embrace. Smothered in his love.
He meets the kiss with equal fervor, lips molding to try and invite Trahearne's tongue further in.]
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He meets the kiss with equal fervor, lips molding to try and invite Trahearne's tongue further in.]