[ Ephemera hesitates for a moment. It was good. They could let it be simple.
Ah. Fuck it. He squeezes Drake’s hand again, then leans forward and kisses him. Still soft. Still halfway expecting something to change, to catch him, but it doesn’t. It just feels -
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Ah. Fuck it. He squeezes Drake’s hand again, then leans forward and kisses him. Still soft. Still halfway expecting something to change, to catch him, but it doesn’t. It just feels -
Nice. ]