[He falls quiet, eyes slipping shut in a show of trust as the reaper's hands wander. The sensation of fingers across the separation of his head and neck sends a shiver down his spine, and there's something so very intimate about allowing someone so close.]
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[He falls quiet, eyes slipping shut in a show of trust as the reaper's hands wander. The sensation of fingers across the separation of his head and neck sends a shiver down his spine, and there's something so very intimate about allowing someone so close.]
I'm the luckiest guy alive.