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Date: 2004-03-24 08:45 am (UTC)
Clay lowers his gaze and moves closer, their bodies flush. Then he lets his mouth glide over Wep's cheekbone, his eyes, down to his chin and neck.

Clay's lips are warm, his tongue even more so, leaving a wet trail cooling in the air.

He keeps his hands at his sides, caressing Weps with his mouth alone, very slowly moving further down.
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