[Out of kiss range is okay by the dhampir. His head settles against Trevor's shoulder, eyes awake and staring up. Past Trevor, at the now dark sky. There's only a few rays of light remaining.
The little circles are....they're good. They're so good. There's a softer sigh than usual out of him for it.]
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The little circles are....they're good. They're so good. There's a softer sigh than usual out of him for it.]
Yes. Please, keep going.