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Kissing Draco back, Harry’s heart fluttered when he heard what his mate said, swooning with each word he said. With a deep, shaky breath, Harry touched Draco’s cheeks and smiled. “I love you too Draco. More than anyone else.” Harry said softly, wrapping his arms around his lovers neck and closing his eyes as he pressed against him.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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