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Bodhi takes the box from Galen as they enter their rooms, tucking it all away in the fresher for later. There's enough left over for a rather decadent brunch tomorrow.

He drifts back over to Galen smiling. "Now, I think I promised to take advantage of you. But I'm not sure you're drunk enough."

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"Wanting you." He whispers between kissing. "Feeling alive."

"Alive," Galen echoes. "Yes. We are."

"Alive." He kisses Galen deeply. "You make me feel alive again." He holds Galen close, relishing his warmth. "Thank you."

"Thank you," Galen murmurs. "For existing. You're amazing, and I love you."

"I love you." He answers Galen with a long kiss. "We should do this more often."

"As often as you like," Galen says, with a smile that aims at winsome and merely achieves goofy.

"I like the sound of that." He kisses Galen softly, running a finger over the red mark on Galen's throat. "I promise not to be so rough next time."

"I like you rough and greedy," Galen says. "And I like you sweet and gentle. I think I actually like all flavours of Bodhi Rook."

"All the flavours of me." Bodhi laughs warmly, playing with Galen's hair. "I like the sound of that."

Galen dips his head and licks Bodhi's nipple. "Yes."

Bodhi shudders warmly, letting his head fall back.

Galen, encouraged, licks the other one.

Bodhi laughs a warm moan, shifting onto his back a little to give Galen more access. Surrendering himself to Galen. He's still sensitive from before, making every touch that much more stimulating.

Galen kisses a line down the middle of Bodhi's chest.

"Galen." Bodhi moans gratefully, teasing his hands through Galen's hair and letting him have everything he wants.

Galen runs strong hands up and down Bodhi's ribs, and kisses him a little off the middle, where his heart is.

That makes Bodhi smile. "It's beating because of you."

Galen gently, lightly puts his lips to Bodhi's ribs and waits, as if to feel the beating of his heart through his skin.

That heart is still beating fast from before, excited again by Galen's touch.

He strokes the line of Galen's skull, fingers curling around the nape of his neck and then down the line of Galen's spine. "So beautiful."

"As are you," Galen says. "Huge sweet eyes, lively lips, a perfect profile with those long dark lashes as a counterpoint -- it takes my breath away just to look at you."

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"Stop that." Bodhi chuckles softly. "You know how easy it is to make me blush when you say things like that."

"But it's true," Galen says. "And you are so pretty when you blush. And I didn't even get started on how much I like your hair, slightly messy and so silky, or your sweetly earnest and slightly elongated nose-tip."

Galen s!miles fondly at him, waiting for more blushes. "

"Galen!" Bodhi laughs, pulling Galen up to kiss him, as much to shut him up as anything else.

And yes, he's blushing. Very warmly.

Galen puts his hands on Bodhi's warm cheeks. "To say nothing of the lovely, narrow curve of your cheekbones, or your cute straggly beard," he whispers, softly teasing.

He means every word, but Bodhi's reaction to it is just too cute.

"Straggly?" Bodhi asks, running his hands over Galen's own rough stubble.