“You’re fighting with us.” Takoma made it a statement, not a question. Spencer swallowed, throat clicking. “Yeah. You’re going to need me.” Takoma nipped at Spencer’s throat. “Always. And I’ll want you just as much.” Spencer tugged at Takoma’s hair, pulling him away so the mage could kiss him, hard and quick. “You’re losing moonlight.” Takoma wrapped his hand around Spencer’s throat, thumb pressing against the underside of his chin to push his head up. Spencer blinked at him, holding still, waiting for whatever Takoma wanted. “When this is over, you’re staying.” “Okay.” “Good.”
