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"This eternal game." He echoes breathlessly as he pulls Hannibal against him to lean into the bark of the cherry tree. "Yes, just so."

He rubs his lean leg against Hannibal's thigh with a soft, needy sigh.

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[cook_the_rude]

Eventually, Hannibal sits at the roots of the cherry tree and pulls Sinric into his arms, wrapping himself around him for a moment's rest.


[[OOC: Yes -- thanks for the thread! <3 ]]