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[The mattress shifts and dips underneath them as Silco places his weight on it and moves further in. Richard keeps sliding his hands along his lover's neck to his bare shoulders - appreciating his form. His fingers move along the sharp collarbones and then settling against his chest. The mismatched eyes are wide in wonder as he listens to Silco's words, craning his neck up to meet lips with his own.

The redness on his cheekbones darkens, the crimson framing his eyes and reaching all the way up to his ears. All of the sudden his throat feels so dry, his body growing hot as the suggestion goes right into his gut -- stirring his arousal. And maybe something else, too.

Richard was a man, that is true. But then again, it's also true that he isn't one. He's so used to refer to himself and address his body as one of a demon. It is also what Buckingham had called him. So, for Silco so effortlessly to side-step all the so-called abnormalities and see Richard as he wants to be seen? Yeah that leaves him speechless for a moment.]


Aye, you may. [Swallowing air, he lowers himself on the bed properly and rests his head against the mattress. ]

I have promised to surrender my body to you, have I not? You may do as you like.
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