[ By only raises his head slightly. He knows that this is cruel, in a way. He was the one who drew this line. But even so, in between words, he presses a kiss to each of Prior's fingers in turn. It's the mood of the evening - it's the desire for intimacy. ]
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[ By only raises his head slightly. He knows that this is cruel, in a way. He was the one who drew this line. But even so, in between words, he presses a kiss to each of Prior's fingers in turn. It's the mood of the evening - it's the desire for intimacy. ]
I have impeccable taste.