[Red Wine lets out a soft, appreciative laugh and tilts his head just a little towards Dohalim's after his lips touch against the corner of his eye.]
One doesn't cancel out the other. [He comments with amusement, lifting his hand up to play with a curl of Dohalim's hair. Gently, he tugs at it, then pushes his fingers in around the back of those lovely, thick curls and pulls Dohalim forward to kiss him.]
If you want to be a little possessive of me, I suppose I don't mind.
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One doesn't cancel out the other. [He comments with amusement, lifting his hand up to play with a curl of Dohalim's hair. Gently, he tugs at it, then pushes his fingers in around the back of those lovely, thick curls and pulls Dohalim forward to kiss him.]
If you want to be a little possessive of me, I suppose I don't mind.