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Date: 2004-03-25 05:15 am (UTC)
Weps is surprised - almost worried by how quickly Clay withdraws. He stays kneeling, catching his breath and wiping his mouth. Then he gently lifts Clay's legs and swings him round so he's laid on his back on the bed.

Weps climbs on beside him, on his side head propped on one hand, other hand splayed gently on Clay's chest - over his heart. He looks at Clay's face in concern. "Hey..." he whispers, his voice rough, "are you okay?"
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