A smile formed over that, and it would almost be considered honest on anyone else's face. He leaned forward to kiss the man softly, short as he spoke against his lips, "I know, baby," He purred before kissing him again, lips tugging at Toby's bottom lip lightly as he rolled his hips. He just wanted the man to believe him. His love for Toby was real, and even if he was angry, if he was jealous, if he was lying, if he was fucking dead, that wouldn't change. A dangerous focus on one person, perhaps, but he frankly didn't care, and Toby didn't seem to mind at that moment.
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