[Riley makes a helpless noise and presses his face into Ferran's neck to muffle any further ones as he starts to come. His arms wrap around Ferran's waist, holding him tight as starbursts flash in his eyes.
Zetta kisses the bridge of Deacon's nose next, lingering and unmasked sweetness.] Hi, [she answers, nudging her forehead against his.
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Zetta kisses the bridge of Deacon's nose next, lingering and unmasked sweetness.] Hi, [she answers, nudging her forehead against his.
She wonders if she can try to tell him now.
...
... no. Not yet.]