“He looks the most beautiful long past midnight when I am seated at the throne of his lap and our skin touches like lovers do. He arches his neck back and loops his lips into a silent shout to the heavens as he collapses under me. I tell him that he looks as though he has seen god. His chest shudders with his breath as he moans to the ceiling I have seen you.”
— INTIMACY
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