Date: 2020-08-15 04:32 pm (UTC)
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Yusuf looked over at the dough on the floor and barked a laugh. "Forget the dough." He surged forward and kissed Nicolo hard, one arm a brace around his waist and the other buried in his hair. It wasn't a new position for him to have the other in but, this time, it seemed all the more intimate. Their bodies were pressed fully together and there was nothing but clothing between them. Nothing but layers. The insurmountable Vow that had cloaked Nicolo for so long was peeled away.

He truly belonged to him, now.

Yusuf trailed his lips to the salty skin of Nicolo's cheeks. He kissed away any of the remaining tears and brought them back to be destroyed between their mouths and with their tongues as he claimed both anew. The hand on Nicolo's waist went back under his shirt. He scratched his nails down his spine, right to the top of his pants. His hand stayed above the cloth and cupped his ass, giving it a slight squeeze before journeying back up.

His. It was all his. Yusuf was going to drown on the possibilities this opened.

"I should..." He broke off breathless and with pitch-black eyes. "I should go sit. And let you finish. Or else I will have you on that table and we will burn dinner."
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