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This kiss...it was different. Perhaps it was because the other male was starting to reciprocate. Arion could feel Asterius kissing him back and...it made him happy. It made him want to be closer. It was the one thing that kept running through his mind. Closer. Bring him closer. I want to be closer. He must be closer. Closer. Closer. Closer. Following his instincts, he did bring the summoner closer. Without even thinking, he had picked Asterius up and placed him in his lap. He didn't remember doing it, but he suddenly felt the blonde's presence on his lap, and didn't oppose it at all. At the same time, he deepened the kiss, making it more caring. He took more attention to the way Asterius moved his tongue around and moved his in a way that would let their tongues meet in sweet passion instead of clumsily jamming into each other.
When he felt Asterius stroking his blue hair, he let out a noise that surprised him. It was a low, guttural groan of intense pleasure. One to let his Master how good he felt and how much he wanted to continue. He returned the gesture, running his thick fingers through his summoner's blonde locks, and he continued to kiss his summoner passionately, tenderly, and most importantly, lovingly.
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