a flame that n͟e͟v͟e͟ɾ͟ ͟ ͟d͟i͟e͟s, burning even when the world turns to a͟s͟h͟.
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“I’m allergic to melons.” Maverick muttered with a drawn-out sigh, his tone teetering between disappointment and amusement. Without hesitation, he walked up behind Wilhelm and wrapped his arms loosely around the other’s waist, pulling him into a gentle back hug.
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He exhaled quietly on your skin, giving him away. The tattoo on his neck may fade over time, but the way you made him feel—seen, wanted, and known—is far more permanent. His voice lowered, quieter now. “It feels unfair, honestly. You leave marks on my skin and something deeper
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beneath it.” He pressed a quick but honest kiss right below your jaw. “Guess I'm ruined,” he whispered, his smile twisted. “And I don’t think I mind.”
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“Yuk... Mewarnai...” Mengambil krayon. “Km mau pilih gambar afh?” @searedwings
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pressed those light, tentative pecks against his neck in return, Maverick stilled for a brief moment, the grin faltering just a little, replaced by something softer, something dangerously close to fondness. His hand slid up, cradling the back of Wilhelm’s neck gently.
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“Careful, sweetpie.” Maverick murmured, voice dipping into something a little rougher, a little lower, “You keep doing that, I might never let you leave.” And despite the teasing tone, there was weight in those words. Like he meant it more than he let on.
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