[ He noses his way along Eddie's cheek to steal a real kiss, nails raking up his back as Steve indulges in one last moment of making-out not designed for public viewing. His cheeks and shining lips are pink as cotton-candy when he steps back, looking Eddie over like he's fighting everything in him to stay put, every steadying breath falling a little too fast behind his striped polo. Steve plants hands on his hips, tossing the fake dagger aside without a glance. ]
Once we're not, I want your mouth back.
[ He heads toward the door before temptation can kick in again. ]
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Once we're not, I want your mouth back.
[ He heads toward the door before temptation can kick in again. ]