[Louis kisses up the side of Armand's neck as they rock together until Armand turns to face him. He hates the touch of regret beneath the sparks of lust in Armand's gaze.]
We already are.
[It's not as if Louis plans to leave any time soon. Or perhaps Armand is referring to the proverbial snake in their garden of Eden.]
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We already are.
[It's not as if Louis plans to leave any time soon. Or perhaps Armand is referring to the proverbial snake in their garden of Eden.]
Unless you mean Daniel.