[He would be lying if he were to ever say that the feeling of James pressed so close to him wasn't wonderful, and Liam pours ever ounce of heat that he can manage into the kiss, one arm coming to wrap around James' waist to pull him even closer.
He exhales sharply into the kiss, lets his hips press into the reaper's, and there's a stirring of heat low in his belly. It's far better than he's remembered, and he groans low and warm as he catches James' lower lip between his teeth.]
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He exhales sharply into the kiss, lets his hips press into the reaper's, and there's a stirring of heat low in his belly. It's far better than he's remembered, and he groans low and warm as he catches James' lower lip between his teeth.]