ofthunderandvictory

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It’s so passionate that my head knocks the baseball cap off of his. I have half a thought to leave it there on the ground, but that’s from his father and deserves more respect. I somehow manage to break the kiss and bend down for the hat. As I’m rising, I lift Orion by his hamstrings and he wraps his legs around my waist. I’ve always wanted to carry another boy like that. Orion kisses me from above, and I’m seeing stars.
The First to Die at the End
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