hands. He blushes at the sight of Flins licking his lips, a light shudder coming down his spine. He's always managed to make him feel a little scared and thrilled. It comes with the fact that loving a Fae is loving a force of nature. "I'm sorry for all those reports."

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Illuga laughs, his tone melodious like the chirping of a nightingale. "Let me think... he's handsome, tall, long haired, pretty good with words... but a bit of a loner and sometimes even antisocial. But... I love him lots." Illuga described Flins with a playful tone, caressing his face with both »

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Illuga senses the subtle change, and doesn’t even flinch. He’s used to it by now. He knows exactly what it means. “I was wondering if you would show up tonight,” he says without looking down. He doesn’t sense Flins’s eyes on him yet; he must be enjoying the view as well. “The moon is beautiful -

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tonight, isn’t it?”

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