[Nocturne feels so wonderful right now, being held close and warm to the younger. His breathing picks up as he began to thrust, moving in the slow rhythm as if following a dance.]
[He looks up at the sound of his name, somewhat put-off at the words, but accepting the kiss, nonetheless. He curled his tongue around his, drinking in the taste of him as if it were the last time he would ever get the chance.]
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[He looks up at the sound of his name, somewhat put-off at the words, but accepting the kiss, nonetheless. He curled his tongue around his, drinking in the taste of him as if it were the last time he would ever get the chance.]