“You know what I want right now?” Luke said with a small, happy smile. “I want to have slow, sappy vanilla sex for a change.” “I think it’s called making love,” Roman said, nudging Luke’s nose with his own. “Yeah,” Luke murmured, grinning against Roman’s lips. “Let’s make love.” “Let’s,” Roman said and kissed his sweet lips, greedy and possessive. No one will take you away from me. No one. Let them try.
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