"I love you, Toby," Chris looked at the man, cheek pressed to Chris' hand, and he smiled. He would kill to keep that look on Toby's face for him and him alone. He would kill for less, really, but this was why he was forming a plan of what he had to do, thinking over how he would do it, even as he bent for another soft kiss.
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