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Drew Summers ([info]summers_here) wrote in [info]wished,
Drew groaned low and smooth, almost a moan as Niki's leg ended up between his, making him squirm against it like a dog, the Hexx flooding his system, blowing his pupils wide until his eyes went black and everything he saw had a silver lined fade to it. He kept kissing like it was speech and he had a lot to say.

He pushed up, or tried to push up, a little to let Niki get at his shirt, get his shirt off because he was suddenly too hot, suffocating, had to get his skin bared to air or he was going to burn, and the desperation with which he kissed echoed his fear.

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