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Eugene moved back into the kitchen to prepare the tea bringing two mugs out a few moments later. He sat down next to the other hand held out the cup. β€œWelcome…” he replied with a little smile.
stepping inside and closing the door behind himself . . giving Eugene a small smile . β€œ tea is perfect , thanks β€” β€œ moving to take a seat on the couch β€” taking one of the pieces of chocolate , and popping it into his mouth . hmmm .
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β€œCome in…” Eugene called out before stepping around the hallway. β€œChocolates there…” he waved at it on the coffee table. β€œGot the kettle on too…unless you want beer…”
( peeking in a few minutes later ) ello ?
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Come in the back, it’s unlocked. My flat is up the stairs, second door.
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Mmm… ( leans over and bites the other on the shoulder gently, applying pressure before moving up to his neck, biting his skin there )
shoulder . neck . wherever . I’m not picky .
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β€œMhm…” Leans back over and kisses him deeply.
β€œDo you like it? You can taste it again” He whispers with a wink
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β€œAye that’s it…” He chuckled. β€œCheeky…”
β€œCherry? From my lip balm?” He asks, with a little chuckle
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Hums against Seb’s lips. β€œMmm…what is that I’m tasting?”
β€œYou are” He says again, firmer, kissing him again, a little deeper
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