[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
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[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
Can I sleep here tonight?