Nathaniel looked as though he was feeling much the same baffling combination of emotions. “God, you look good when you’re stubborn.” He drew a finger sideways across Justin’s mouth, pushing it softly between his parted lips. “You can’t stop fighting, can you?” Justin mouthed the finger tauntingly, spat it out. “I’m only pliable when I’m possessed.” “I like your spirit guide,” Nathaniel agreed, then bent low and added, quietly, “I prefer you.” Justin felt his face go slack. He couldn’t react, and as he stared up, Nathaniel moved a little further down and kissed him. They’d fucked before, they’d
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