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❝ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴡs ᴏғ ғᴏᴏᴅ, ᴍᴀʀɪɴᴀʀᴀ sᴀᴜᴄᴇ ɪs ʙᴀsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ sᴍᴏᴏᴛʜɪᴇ. ❞
— ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ. • ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ/ᴅᴅᴀᴅᴅs.
— sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ ᴄʜᴇᴍ. • ʙɪsᴇxᴜᴀʟ.
— ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ #ᴀɴɢᴇʟ.
— sᴇᴍɪ-ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ. • ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ.
ғᴄ: ᴄʀᴀɪɢ ᴄᴀʜɴ.
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Craig can't help but laugh softly, cracking a smile in response.
"I know, I know. . . I just want to respect your boundaries, Mat Sella."
he's all warm on the inside and kinda gay but we don't talk about that
"You're too considerate. Sometimes you're too much for me."
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Mat, may you Rest In Peace.
Unfortunately, Craig has to breath, naturally.
He separates from Mat for a moment, form not faltering. Everything feels right in place.
It feels good.
“. . . Bro—Wait, scratch that.”
Craig pauses, before letting out a quiet laugh.
“You are—
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THEY ARE GAY THEY ARE GAY THEY ARE GAY
As much as Craig /was/ expecting it, the feeling still caught him off guard—It spread to his arms, to his knees, all over, leaving a pleasant buzz.
Slowly, he closes his eyes to reciprocate the gesture, slipping his arms atop—
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—Mat’s shoulders, and letting them rest there.
The butterflies in his stomach? Gone. Craig’s less nervous now, especially when. . . /This/ is happening.
He’s content with it. And it feels like an eternity of kissing, of being connected with one another.
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