Krem kissed him again, cupping his cheeks. He slipped out from under him, not unkindly, and stretched, languid and maybe showing off a little. For being as short as he was, he was long-limbed and his musculature was good--or at least Noah seemed to have liked it.
"No, not with your mind. Come with me while I make coffee."
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Date: 2015-09-19 01:04 am (UTC)"No, not with your mind. Come with me while I make coffee."