[wow, wack. Ore's thumb strokes along Gray's cheek before dropping to grab his tie instead, very deliberately pulling it free first, then giving it a playful little tug]
[ it was probably already hanging loosely around his neck, so it's very easy to grab. Gray grins into the kiss, leaning forward to rest his hands on Ore's shoulders. ]
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Think I still get it. Just dunno how to say it.
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S'like . . . there was a hole in me. An' it's gettin' filled.
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That's both not what he was expecting but also . . . ]
Really?
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S'a good way to put it.
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I get it. That's a lot like the feelin' I couldn't describe.
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Said it better'n I could.
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[. . . shifting closer]
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It's a soft kiss, but there isn't anything chaste about it]
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which is to say, he is getting tugged in closer. ]
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After he breaks the kiss to catch his breath first, gosh]
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— that shit. That shit's what my life's been missin'.
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Didn't realize this was missin' 'til now.
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