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[weaponwithoutpurpose]

"Whatever that is, I want it."

He laughs to himself, clearing the bed and turning to flip off the lamp.

"You ready to call it a night?"

[sixfeetofdirt]

"I am. Feel free to go and...see to any mortal ablutions," he says, gesturing vaguely towards the bathroom. "I'll keep the bed cold."

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

He almost stands up, but thinks better of it, turning and kissing him deeply for a moment, fingers in his hair.

"Fortunately for you, Mae will jump up there in a bit. And she's a space heater."