[ well, that stew is undoubtedly going to get cold — but it’s fine.
cloud kisses him again, fingers sneaking beneath the hem of daan’s shirt, gripping him by his hips. his lips brush up his neckline, peppering pecks along his skin, each one warming with affection. ]
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cloud kisses him again, fingers sneaking beneath the hem of daan’s shirt, gripping him by his hips. his lips brush up his neckline, peppering pecks along his skin, each one warming with affection. ]
…If you’ve got any plans for today, cancel ‘em.