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[Sorey groans pleasantly against the seraph's lips as he feels nails against his neck. It's a tiny vain thing, but he's been using conditioner more since they have access to it, and... uh... since Mikleo spends so much time with his hands in it lately... It means adding three minutes to his shower routine, but that's fine. It's worth it.

He lets himself down on his knees so that he's straddling Mikleo shamelessly. Kissing is probably his favorite part of the whole thing, so he takes his time, tastes the inside of Mikleo's lip and offers up his own. His hands are anything but idle, however. He touches the delicate feather necklace at Mikleo's throat before moving on, stroking his chest through the fabric of the dress, seeking something that will make his other half gasp or cry out.]

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[It's absolutely worth it to Mikleo, since Sorey's hair feels soft as a result of the conditioner. He has more of an excuse to run his fingers through it, tangling them in chestnut strands and loving every second of it.

The seraph hums softly, shifting so that they're both comfortable with his partner straddling him. He's more than happy to taste Sorey and be tasted in turn, meeting his tongue halfway with his own. Mikleo nips at the tip every time Sorey's tongue retreats. He arches slightly in his partner's hands, and gasps softly when his hands run over his nipples.]

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[He tilts his head into the hair-touches a bit, but not enough to disturb the kiss. It's always a nice change of pace when Mikleo touches him. He feels a bit like they're making up for lost time, and maybe they are; when they're sent home, inevitably, Sorey will go back to sleeping and Mikleo will be alone again. Sorey isn't even sure he'll wake up... so... he wants to make every moment count. He'll never take Mikleo for granted again.

He traces the seraph's nubs through the satin, slowly and insistently, trying to draw out more of those lovely noises. Eventually his right hand breaks away and shifts downward to stroke Mikleo's waist. He might not have the exaggerated curves of a woman but that's never bothered Sorey any. Mikleo is Mikleo, and Sorey loves him thoroughly, unquestioningly. If Mikleo were a girl-- well, that wouldn't change a thing.]

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