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[thewidewideworld]

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Sinric takes Emcee's hand and leads him to a little grove of trees, shaded and lovely with a view of the lake. He lays out his towel and pulls Emcee into a kiss. "My lovely mirror."

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[i_am_your_host]

"I do, too," he murmurs, running his fingers through his hair.

Shifting his weight, he rolls them onto their sides so that they can lay intertwined, arms and legs wrapped around one another in the early summer warmth.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric clenches again, doing his best to keep Emcee inside him as they move but alas, that moment has passed and he breathes softly as Emcee slips out of him. He sprawls out a little, stretching like a cat in Emcee's arms. Content and comfortable, he strokes Emcee's hair. "Thank you."